Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170: Chapter 170.

"Look at what you did to me!" I scream.

Claire finally manages to shove me away again, much harder this time.

"You’ve lost your mind!"

"And you ruined my life!"

She lunges toward me suddenly, her hand swings towards my face, the slap connects with my cheek and my head jerks sideways.

For a split second everything goes quiet again. Claire is breathing hard and her eyes wild.

"You think you’re the only one who got hurt?!" she shouts.

But she doesn’t get another second because training takes over and my body moves before she can swing again.

I grab her wrist, and twist

Claire yelps, her body bending awkwardly as I force her arm down.

She tries to kick me but I shove her back again.

She stumbles over the leg of the chair, then she crashes to the floor. Claire screams again as I move toward her.

"You don’t get to cry now!" I shout.

My hands grab at her again, her hair, her arms...Anything I can reach as Claire starts fighting properly nw, scratching at me, kicking and trying to shove me away.

"You’re fucking crazy!" she cries.

But the anger burning through me is stronger than anything she’s throwing back.

Years of pain, nightmares and trying to forget that night. She dragged it back like it was nothing...like..... like it was a game.

My nails catch her skin again.

Claire screams louder.

"Stop it!"

"No!"

I shove her again and she tries to claw at my face but I catch her wrist again and shove her sideways, her shoulder hitting the chair with a dull thud.

She gasps in pain and that’s when strong arms suddenly grab me from behind, firm and Unbreakable.

My body jerks as I’m dragged backward.

"What the hell....."

The grip tightens around my waist, pullin me completely away from Claire.

I thrash immediately.

"Let go of me!"

Claire is still on the floor breathing hard. Hee hair is a mess and there’s scratch marks streak across her arms and cheek.

But I barely see her, because the person holding me smells familiar. That scent hits me instantly.... That cologne.

My stomach twists.

Zane fucking whitmore.

Rage explodes again as I twist violently in his arms, trying to break free.

"Get the fuck off me!" I shout.

His grip tightens.

"Elaine....."

"Don’t fucking touch me!"

I shove backward hard against his chest but he barely moves, the strength in his arms is ridiculous.

"Calm down..."

Calm down?did he just tell me to calm down?

"Get the fuck away from me!" I scream, turning toward him... and the second I see his face something ugly rises in my chest. Because he’s the reason Claire was ever in my life.

The reason any of this happened.

"Don’t you dare touch me!" I shout again.

His arms loosen slightly but he doesn’t let go completely. I shove at his chest anyway, I’m furious and shaking

"Stay the hell away from me!"

But Zane doesn’t let go of me immediately, even after I twist in his arms and shove at his chest, he keeps a firm hold around my waist.

My whole body is shaking, not just from the fight..... from everything.

Claire struggles to her feet a few feet away, breathing hard, one hand braced against the tile as she slowly pushes herself upright

Part of me wants to go back and finish it while Another part of me feels like I might collapse.

"Elaine," Zane says again, his voice low behind me.

"Calm down."

Those words are the worst thing he could have said.

My head snaps toward him so fast my neck hurts.

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