Half-Breed

A rough and large hand looking twice the size of an average person clasps around her wrist like shackles while pulling her towards the band of bodybuilders waiting from afar. It belonged to the man who unblinkingly declared that she would be his subordinate.

 

Is he crazy?

 

If she were just any ordinary girl, her wrist would have broken in a matter of seconds because this dude doesn't seem to have the barest clue about controlling his strength. Selene struggled to break from his grasp, but it was futile. She can't get away. However, more than she is doing now will attract more attention. She doesn't want to put on another show and give these people a reason to ogle at her, even though she wants to kick him as far away as possible.

"Beni nereye götürüyorsun?!" Selene shouted in between laboured breaths. She doesn't want to be dragged into some unknown place, making things even more complicated.