Anita's pov
“Donti…” I heard myself muttering as I continued staring at the door, I knew his scent so I could tell that he was the one behind the door.
A little growl escaped my mouth and Andre looked over at me.
“Do you have something against him? Why don't you like Donti?” Andre asked and I thought carefully before answering, there was nothing I liked about him to be honest, I simply disliked every single thing. He was like a walking danger sign to be reckoned with.
“He's a bad person.” I felt myself grip tightly to the sheets as I pondered on him, “I never felt and never will feel safe when I'm around him, plus he's always been taunting me.”
It was true, he was a vile creature brought into this world to torture just her.
“He only pretends to like me when I'm around you but it wa
