“Michael, you psycho! Let go of me!”

 

I continued to hit him. Is he a dog? He bit down so hard. Now I’ve lost it too.

 

“Anna Garcia!”

He pushed himself up and hovered over me. The room temperature felt chilly from the coldness in his eyes.

There was a tinge of redness on his sexy lips, further enhancing his sensualness.

Despite his good looks, the wound on my neck occupied my thoughts. Is he a vampire? He broke my skin when he bit my neck hard. Does he need to be so harsh? Was he planning to suck my blood or what?

“Michael, don’t make me hate you!”

I stared intently into his eyes. Never had I felt such hatred for a person. Humiliation and anger poured through me as I laid there trapped under him.

I could feel his body froze at my exclamation.

“Did you say you hate me?” he breathed. He spoke softly, but I felt chills running down my spine.

“I will hate you more than anyone else in this world if you continue to force yourself on me.”

I was a strong, independent woman. I could endure any challenges or insults thrown at me, but rape was something I couldn’t bear. I couldn’t tolerate him stomping on my pride and shattering it.

He stared at me for a long while. When I thought he wasn’t going to let me go, he got off of me.

I glanced at him wryly. Because he usually wouldn’t let me off so easily.

anything to you. It’s just

me as he spitted those

was terrified that he was going to hurt me because I

dressed quickly, then left without even giving me

I heard the door

for his girlfriend? He must’ve went to

got more irritated by my train of thoughts, so I pulled the blanket

few days, Michael didn’t return to Birchwood nor did he go

that day he left. Even though I was aware that he wasn’t

be out

two days. Do you know where he went?” I

“He’s on a business trip to Ustrana. I think he brought

 

to consume me when I heard that Michael

went overseas together. Well, They would have slept together since Michael

couldn’t help but feel disappointed when I heard they went on a trip together, even though Michael probably had

are you okay? You don’t look so

Don’t worry about me. I need to

dashed towards the washroom, afraid that I couldn’t

sat on the toilet with my eyes red around the rim. The thought of Michael being happy with Emma wrung

the fact that I was so

but an agreement. We agreed not

for Michael’s number. I

was picked up by

I’m looking for

remembered her voice despite hearing it

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