GO ROGUE
-ZOYA-
I try to shove him away, but Ragnar holds me in place, showing me that apart from being immortal, he could also be a fucking wall.
His hand slides down to my waist, holding me firmly against him.
All the bravado I felt a few moments ago dissipates into thin air. No doubt, when he tilts my chin, forcing me to look into his hypnotizing gold eyes, he sees the fear in mine.
"Your ideas of rebellion have room for questioning." He scoffs, taking off a pin from my hair. Then another, until all the pins are gone from my hair and scattered on the ground and my hair is falling down my bare shoulders.
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