He turned to me and pushed me up against the wall, his bare chest pressed against mine.
"Who the fu-" I cut him off by placing my hand over his mouth. I didn't like swearing. I took my hand off and he continued.
"What the fu-" I cut him off again, his expression turning from angry to confused. I took my hand off again and waited for what he was gonna say.
"You are mine. No other man is allowed to touch or look at you." He growled lowly, his angry face was back. "Mine." He whispered huskily and I could feel his lips graze my ear. My heart was beating faster than usual.
Should I run?
I think I should run.