Instead she struggled beneath him. “You treat me like trash, Arthur! Like I begged you to touch me!”
Arthur’s voice dropped. “You didn’t say no.”
She froze.
“You opened your legs for me, Lisa. You couldn’t resist, could you?”
Lisa flinched. Fat tears spilled from her eyes now. Humiliation, rage, and disbelief all in one. “Get off me,” she said quietly. All her escape from Luis was so she wouldn't ruin what they agreed to. Yet this was what she…
Arthur didn’t move right away. He was rather observing her puffy face.
“Get. Off.”
Finally, Arthur released her.
Lisa curled into herself on the bed, pulling the sheets over her trembling body, even though she was fully clothed. She didn’t look at him. She didn’t want to see what was left in his expression.
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Immediately Lisa said thos
