"Please don't leave me." Although Alastair was pleading the girl in his embrace, his arms had wrapped themself tight around her waist, giving her no opportunity to escape. He pushed her closer to him until their faces were close and they could feel each other's breath. He kept his eyes fixed on the girl, who was baffled and scared by the sudden change in him.
Samantha's mouth widened when her chest pressed on his body. All her attempts to escape from him turned futile, and now she was held in his vice-like grip, impossible to move. She did not even have the space to struggle in his embrace, and all she do was stare at the man questioningly.