WILL GRAYSON III
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My throat tightened, but I gritted my teeth and yanked at my wrists.
But before I could escape his lap, he grabbed my chin with one hand and wrapped his other arm around my waist, pulling me back.
Against his body, and whispering so softly that no one could hear it but me.
"Don't you know you can have whatever you want?" His eyes searched mine. "I will hurt anyone for you." The weight on my chest was too heavy, it almost hurt to breathe. "Who is it?” Will asked. "Who do I have to hurt?”