HAZEL
His eyes darkened. “If you’re telling the truth, then there won’t be any… changes.”
“Ch—changes?” I echoed, voice trembling.
He couldn’t possibly be suggesting searching my naked body for signs that I had s*x. I would lose my damn mind if he laid a finger on my clothed body, talk more of my nakedness.
His hand shot out, grabbing my wrist. “Let me check.”
“No! Don’t touch me!” I pulled back, fear shooting up my spine.
But he was stronger than me. So much stronger.
Easily, he yanked me off the bed and shoved me toward the wall. I struggled to get away from him, but he pinned me easily with one hand on my throat.
“You’ll let me check, or I’ll make it worse.” He threatened.
“Never!” I tried to kick him away but he caught my leg.
“We’ll see about that,” he growled and reached f
