Perfect Opposite by Zoya Tessi Read Free Book Online

neck!”
    “If you hadn’t given me such a fright, I wouldn’t have come so close!”
    Registering that I was still in his arms, my eyes just inches from his own, I forced myself to look anywhere but at his bare chest and tried to wriggle out of his arms.
    “Let go of me... right now.” I hissed
    “ I’m no good at following orders. Maybe you should try asking. Nicely.”
    “Hah! In your dreams!”
    “ OK. As far as I’m concerned, we can stay like this till tomorrow...”
    It didn’t cross my mind to reply, so I immediately began flailing around, doing my best to get free of his arms, but it was no use. He didn’t budge at all and held me like I weighed nothing at all. Figuring out there was nothing I could possibly do to wrestle free, I let out a groan and sunk my teeth into his shoulder, biting down hard.
    “You crazy bitch!” he barked and threw me down on the bed below, making me bounce twice.
    I had a feeling that I wouldn’t come out of it well if he got his hands on me, so I clambered over to the other side of the bed and sprang down. Taking a quick look in Alex’s direction, I saw him clenching his jaw. Catching a murderous gleam in his eyes, I yelped a nd fairly flew out of the room.
    Reaching my bedroom, I quickly turned the key in the door behind me just a second before he got to it and brought the palm of his hand down with a thud. Backing away, I eventually felt the edge of the bed behind my legs and collapsed in a heap.
    You idiot, who knows how many people he’s killed just for looking at him the wrong way, and here you’ve just bitten the guy.
    “Tomorrow morning, Princess...” I heard Alex’s voice from the other side of the door, “...we’re going straight to the pet store to buy you a nice muzzle.”
    “Hah! Very funny!”
    “We'll choose a pink one. It’ll match your outfit.”
    “Get lost!” I took a pillow from the bed and launched it at the door with all my strength.
    Given the way things were going, I decided it was best to stay locked in my room, so I stretched out and reached over for my laptop. I started going over the some essay that was due the next week, when the sound of Beth giggling came through from the living room. For a while I tried in vain to concentrate, but then I squeezed the laptop shut, changed into an old shirt of Tyler’s and went to sleep on an empty stomach.

    Chapter 3 - An Important Lesson
     
    The alarm had been ringing for a full five minutes when I finally reached out a hand, felt around for the phone and tossed it across the bed. It was time to face another day in hell.
    Sliding out from under the quilt, I dragged myself to the bathroom, turned on the shower and stepped in. Slowly turning the faucet from hot over to cold and letting the water flow over me, I felt myself growing more alert.
    Oh, it would be so good to imagine all my problems somehow disappearing with the water.
    Riding this wave of optimism , I remembered that once there would have been three goons following me, but now there was only Alex.
    I mean, how much mess could one person actually make? I’ll just pretend that he’s not even there. He’ll be gone soon, anyway.
    Lifted by these positive thoughts on leaving the bathroom and heading down the hall, I’ve almost convinced myself that things might soon go back to normal. That bubble burst the second I entered the kitchen.
    Reality hit me in form of a huge tattooed guy dressed only in baggy cargo pants, kicking back in my home, drinking my coffee and, it seemed from his face, planning new ways of disrupting my life. Looking like he’d really made himself at home, Alex was sitting at the kitchen table, flicking through a newspaper. Though the room was actually pretty big, he seemed to fill it, and the once familiar space felt suddenly cramped and hostile. It was obvious he’d heard me enter when he turned his cold gray eyes in my direction.
    It seemed so strange that someone could make you want to hot tail it and run just