Get you in my arms novel Chapter 216

A gust of violent wind swept over, throwing sand and stones around outside the window, followed by a violent flash of lightning and deafening thunders.

What happened last night!

Eva was terrified. She fumbled for two lumps of cotton, covered her ears, took the quilt and went into the closet.

Oh, my God! Was Sophia angry with me? Why did she give me the bad idea to Maggie to deduce Lucas? So Sophia called some else to punish her?

While she was thinking, the door was kicked open, and Lucas rushed in like a storm.

"Oh, my God! He came to save me!" Eva thought!

Tears streamed down her face in an instant, and she pushed open the door of the cabinet and rushed into his chest. However, he did not hold her, but grabbed her shoulders and threw her to the bed.

Outside the window, gales were roaring, lightning were flashing and thunder were roaring.

His expression was even more horrible and horrible than the bad weather.

His chest heaved heavily, and the dead air around him swelled. The blue veins on his forehead kept beating. His handsome face twisted ferociously, and his eyes were red with anger.

Unusual anger.

He wasn't here to save her, but to punish her!

She saw it. A shiver ran down her spine, and she picked up her body, which was almost paralyzed by the thunder, and huddled up at the head of the bed.

His eyes were cold and malicious. He stabbed her face like a sharp knife. "It's fun to tease me with Maggie, isn't it?"

The wind was roaring outside the window, stirring up sand and fallen leaves which were swirling in the dark clouds.

She trembled like a leaf being swept by the wind. The blood between her lips faded away, and her whole face was as pale as paper. She opened her mouth and tried to say something, but she couldn't make a sound because of excessive fright.

This reaction was more like a guilty conscience. His face turned livid with rage, and his thick eyebrows twisted together furiously.

A dazzling light was projected in from the floor to ceiling window.

His deep eyes flashed a ferocious light, intertwined with lightning and disappeared in a flash.

The thunders came after, deafening. Even the floor and the door were slightly quivering. She covered her ears in horror. Her body was almost shattered.

He rushed to her and pinched her chin, showing no mercy at all. "What do you want to do? Or you want to get rid of me by playing tricks on me? "

"You just want a substitute. I'll find one for you, okay?" Her voice of resistance was very weak in the thunder.

He stared at her fiercely. His eyes were like a volcano erupting, and he spurted out a raging magma, trying to burn her to ashes. He pinched her chin harder. She felt the pain coming from her bones. She frowned, but she did not say a word, resisted his sharp eyes stubbornly and persistently.

Silent was standing between them.

The rain poured down, breaking the beautiful flowers in blossom.

He loosened his grip on her chin and kneaded it, as if he was afraid that he might lose control of himself. "You don't deserve to be her substitute. You're not even qualified to match a finger of hers!"

The strong lightning penetrated through the window and shone on his face, illuminating his sneer.

"Then stay away from me! Don't bother me!" Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she grabbed a teacup on the table and threw it at him. As he snapped back, the tea cup hit the wall and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces. The unfinished lemon tea scattered like teardrops, leaving a brown mark on the white wall paper.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came over him and his eyes were filled with tears. Gritting his teeth, after experiencing this torture, he grabbed her legs and dragged her to the bedside. "Your body has been marked with my mark. Whether you want it or not, you can only belong to me in your life!"

"You are a devil!" She roared hysterically and her senses, like a dislocated wild horse, were completely out of control. She jumped to her feet, threw herself at him, grabbed his arms and bit him out of revenge.

She clenched her teeth to vent her resentment.

He snorted and did not push her away.

The salty smell of blood poured into her mouth. When she realized that it was blood, she was scared and loosened her mouth hastily.

The shoulders of him had been badly mutilated and the blood was dropping from them drop by drop on the bed sheet. It seemed that the bed sheet was covered with blood as roses.