No, You Hang Up

by A.J. Merlin

“I think you want attention,” the man goes on, like I hadn’t been trying to dismiss this or explain my actions away. “Is that it, little rabbit? You’re looking for the kind of attention your friends won’t give you?”

“Fuck you,” I hiss, heart pounding. “No, I think this is where you beg,” he hums. “I’m pretty sure this is where you start whining for me not to kill you. Where you promise you’ll do just anything for me to let you go. Don’t you watch your horror movies, Kai?”

“Oh, little bunny…you have no idea how much I want to wreck you.” Without warning, he shoves me back on the bed once more, and a feral grin spreads across his lips when a gasp leaves me. “And I’m looking forward to you learning how much you’ll love it when you let me.”