"Shane Winchester, let me go!" Riley Sully's voice was slightly trembling as she was dragged all the way to the dressing room, knocking over quite a few clothes racks. Yet, he obviously had no intention of letting go. Instead, with a 'bang,' he kicked the door of the dressing room shut.
In an instant, only the two of them were left in the narrow space. Riley leaned against the cold wall, her throat tight, not daring to lift her head to look at the man in front of her with the dangerous gaze.
Her wrist was still being held by him, it hurt, but she didn't dare to move at all, her whole body seemed to be frozen, even breathing became difficult.
"Shane Winchester, what do you want?" Riley's voice quivered softly, her eyes kept downcast, not daring to look into his eyes.
"What do I want? Why don't you tell me what to do that's not a waste of time!" Shane Winchester lifted her chin with his hand, looking down at the woman in front of him, his slender fingers trembling slightly.
