Page 60 of Sinful Promise

Zara is quiet for a moment, and I let out a sigh, knowing there is no point in fighting her.

“I’m literally heading out of the library now.”

“Dimitri sent a car to come and pick you up.”

“Of course he did.” I sigh. “It’s not even dark yet.”

“Emily…”

“All right! I’ll head to the parking lot,andI’ll message when I’m in the car.”

“Thank you.”

Outside the library, there are hardly any students hanging around. It’s at least a five-minute walk to the parking lot where my ride is, but my earlier fear of being watched immediately comes back the moment I start walking.

Am I really that paranoid?

Suddenly, a twig snaps behind me, and I jump.

I take it I am.

Without bothering to look over my shoulder, I dart into the bushes that surround the library and slip my bag off my shoulder. I figure the weight of the textbooks alone would be enough to knock someone out if I slung it at their head hard enough.

My heart pounds in my chest as I catch the sound of footsteps approaching.

A guy in a dark blue hoodie and cap comes into view, and I decide there and then to take back control.

I’m not going to live in fear because of some asshole.

So, before I can talk myself out of it, I grab my bag and jump to my feet.

“Help!” I scream at the top of my lungs as I swing my bag.

My aim is a little off, so I only clip his shoulder with my bag, but I use enough force that he loses his balance.

I turn my back for a second to see if anyone is around to help me, but a second is all it takes.

A hand is over my mouth, and the next thing I know, I’m on the ground looking up into the familiar eyes of Danil Koslov.

What the actual fuck?

“Calm the fuck down, would you?” He glances around nervously.

For a moment, I’m too stunned to speak.

Danilis the one who’s been following me?

“What the hell, Danil?” I push against his shoulders.

He backs off of me immediately, holding up his hands. He’s wearing a navy-blue hoodie and jeans with a matching baseball cap. If I hadn’t been so shocked that he just pinned me to the ground, I would be seriously shocked by his choice of outfit.

I’veneverseen Danil wear jeans.

I push my hair out of my face. “You have some fucking explaining to do. Why the hell are you stalking me?”

The way he rolls his eyes grates on my nerves.

He reaches to take off his cap and runs his fingers through his dark hair. “I’m not stalking you. Dimitri asked me to follow you.”

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