I jerked my face away from his touch aggressively, glaring at him with all the strength I could muster.
“Don’t touch me,” I spat, my voice cold.
He chuckled, low and menacing, as if he found my resistance amusing. “Oh, come on now. Stop acting like some scared little pup.” His breath was unbearable, the foul stench making me want to gag.
He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I can let you live freely here. No one will bother you—until you leave, of course.”
His words made my blood boil. The audacity of this man. As he leaned in even closer, I could feel his breath on my neck. Then his hand moved to my thigh, and something inside me snapped.
I didn’t think. I didn’t hesitate.
In one swift motion, I brought my knee up and slammed it between his legs with every ounce of st
