“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.

to you. It’s just that

as he spitted

that he was going to hurt me because I could never

quickly, then left without even giving me a

the

so late in the night. Did he go looking for his girlfriend?

the blanket over myself, hoping

nor did he go to

Even though I was aware that

out

Shaw hasn’t come in for two days. Do you

trip to Ustrana. I think he brought his girlfriend with him.

 

and anxiety started to consume me when I

Well, They would have slept together since Michael has such a strong sex

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 well,” Millie

Don’t worry about me. I need to

the washroom, afraid that I couldn’t mask my expression

the washroom was empty, I sat on the toilet with my eyes red around the rim. The thought of Michael

that I was so useless and that I had fallen

We agreed not to fall in

for Michael’s number. I finally

was picked up

I’m looking for Mr.

to Emma. I remembered her

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