I scoffed at his words.
Did such a small issue matter to a scumbag like Leonard? If he could force her, he could definitely hit a woman.
I snorted lowly and turned my head away.
His grip on me loosened, but his shoulder was still pressed to mine threateningly.
I could see my disdainful expression reflected in his eyes. Leonard's expression turned frosty as he said, "You're not gonna give in until you know you've lost, huh, Queena?"
How ridiculous.
I laughed. "Are you going to let me go if I give in?"
Leonard shook his head slowly. "No."
"Then why should I?" I shrugged, not noticing that Leonard was still pinning me down. I accidentally tugged on my wound and gasped at the pain.
"You i***t," he said before setting me free.
...
I clambered out of bed, turned on the lights, and dug
