Liora's POV
“I didn't...I didn't see anything!” The words tumbled out in a panicked rush as I spun toward the door, legs shaky under me. My hand shot out for the knob, heart exploding in my chest. Just get out. Run. Pretend this never happened.
But before I could take three steps, he was on me. A blur of motion—his chair scraped back, boots hit the floor hard. Massive hands clamped around my neck from behind, yanking me off my feet. The world spun as he whipped me around to face him, fingers like iron vices digging into my throat.
Air. I needed air. My eyes bulged, vision spotting black at the edges. I shook my head wildly, hands clawing at his wrists, nails scraping skin. No, no, no—those cold green eyes bored into mine, promising hell. Up close, his face twisted with fury, veins bulg
