Chapter Nineteen
James POV
I saw Linda on the sofa lying helplessly while her clothes were in disarray and upside down. I saw a brief flash of a guy's face before he jumped out of the window and ran away.
In a flash, I was on the window and so ready to jump and go after him to snap his neck in half. When I heard a low and weak voice.
“James. Help me.” Linda said and a sense of déjà vu hit me. The scene of how we first met each other flashed before my eyes. I growled at where the bastard had escaped and returned to Linda.
Her eyes were half lidded close and her lips were parted open as she said my name over and over again. I would have felt like a f*****g king if she was saying this when I was buried deep in her but this was not the case right now.
I knelt down beside her. Pulling bac
