"What do you mean by that?" Natalie asked, suspicion lacing her voice. She seemed to have guessed Daniel's intentions, alarm bells ringing in her head. Panic filled her eyes, fear creeping onto her face as she jumped up, intending to run.
But she was too slow. Daniel moved with surprising swiftness, pinning her down on the couch before she could react. Natalie struggled fiercely, trying to break free from his grasp, but he was too strong.
"Daniel, let me go! You bastard!" she screamed, her voice filled with a mixture of rage and helplessness. She thrashed and kicked, but it was no use. He held her fast.
Unmoved by her struggles, Daniel held her tight, a smirk spreading across his face. "Stop struggling, Natalie. Just be good, and it'll be over soon."
Natalie's face flushed crimson, her
