Chapter 77

  Natasha POV

  I groaned as he squeezed my wrist in his grip and he was doing it on purpose.

  "You're hurting me," I winced, trying to push his hand away, but he refused to.

  "Don't you dare talk to me rudely," he gritted and he began to drag me away.

  "Leave me!" I yelled, trying to push his ha...

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