Page 59 of Dark Encounter
"You're hurting me now."
"Grace." My stomach turned, and my hands shook. "You're not running from me. It's not happening until I'm ready to let it happen."
The voice on the phone next sent a shock wave through me. My father.
"Meet me at the mansion tomorrow. This is yourlastwarning, son."
The phone clicked off, and rage consumed me. "No! Fuck no." I started the bike and drove like my ass was on fire until I reached the house. My father's car was gone, but his guards were mingling around like they were playing poker.
"Where is he?" I bellowed and started swinging as they moved toward me, trying to calm me down. I made my way through most of them, but finally one threw a punch perfectly, and the lights went out.
Good. I was getting fucking tired anyway.
