Alexis looked down at the gun he had placed in between them.
'Because I would never give you the chance to make it again.'
The gun and his last words had caused shivers to go down her line. His blazing eyes were proof of that, his venomous words were proof of that and his actions were definite proof of that.
The gun kept in front of her, facing her was proof of that.
His words held a warning and she was clear of it. As soon as her eyes lowered and she submitted he walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.
She flinched at the sound of the door closing. What had happened? What had she done? Where had all of this gone wrong?
In a moment the tables had turned and she had fallen on the floor, injured and bleeding from her seat where she was stirring tea.
