Chapter 1
I fell hard on the concrete floor, tears welling up in my cheeks. It was raining and late at night. I had no hope of returning home in time for dinner with the Styles family.
Then a hand reached out for me to grab. He helped me up and I looked into his sparkling green orbs and delicious brown locks. His eyes were cold, and he looked me up and down before grabbing onto my waist. We locked eyes and his eyes narrowed and his veiny hands were crusting away on my shirt. He let go and I fell back in the mud. He left.
