Chapter 21 Cute

• “Who the fuck filled your mind with the gutter, Allison. You are not a fucking object which I bought. You are mine, you were always. My person.” He bellowed, making the hair on her back stand in terror.
• His chest puffed out in anger and Allison didn't say further in fear of getting hurt. That's when He yanked her into his arms and sniffed her neck in a long deep inhale. She stilled in his hold. She was practically dangling up in his arms. Damn his height!
• He took a few breaths to calm himself.