In a luxurious hotel room, Phoebe seized a brief moment when Alexander was distracted. She pushed him away with all her strength and rolled off the bed.
She tried to run, but her legs gave out after only a few steps. A hand clamped down on her waist from behind, causing her to scream.
She flailed her arms and legs in a desperate attempt to fend him off, but it was futile.
"What are you doing? Let me go! Let me go!"
Her body was thrown back onto the bed, and Alexander pinned her down with a force that left her breathless. He restrained her hands above her head, his eyes locked onto her face, which was devoid of any vitality.
"Damn it," he muttered under his breath. "You're always like this when you're with me."
Alexander's composure snapped. He tore at her clothes with brutal force.
