CHAPTER 20

FREYA POV

Kye glared at me. His hands still pinning mine tightly. How I'm I going to get out of this situation? He was drunk, extremely drunk.

"Do you not want me?" he whispered. His voice sounded rough and angry.

"Kye, you're drunk. You don't know what you're doing. Just let me go" I said.

"I k...