(Tonia's POV)
The next morning I felt Marcus move and knew part two of this act was underway. I curled into a ball and when he pulled on me, I screamed, as I faced him.
"What's wrong darling, didn't have such a good night last night?"
I shook my head in fear, but I wanted to laugh at him. This man got off at women being scared of him, I'll stroke his ego for now, if only to keep us here for a while. He slapped me, then grabbed by my hair, forcing me to look at him again.
"I can't hear you?"
I bit past the pain, and pulled him into a kiss, I wanted to gag, but I just kept in mind why I was doing this. He pulled me away by my hair.
"You like it rough, don't you?"
"Definitely." I said breathlessly.
For some reason he gave me a look, he hadn't expected me to be into him smacking me ar
