"What did I think?" Broderick asked and grabbed her hair all of a sudden then pulled it to the back in a very hard way. His eyes on his neck. 

"Did you think I was joking when I said you are mine?" there was danger in his eyes as he said these words. 

She winced in pain cause she felt like her hair was about to be pluck off her head, "Please, stop hurting me." 

"You deserve to die you promiscuous woman. You dared to have sex with another man yet pretending