Hazel’s POV
“…That you belong to me” he completed and at the same time he grabbed my dress from the shoulder and tore it apart.
The dress hung loosely right above my left breast revealing a lot of my skin.
I screamed in terror as he did this to me. I started struggling even more to get myself free from his steel hold but he was not budging.
The tears were flowing non stop from my eyes as I was feeling completely helpless in this situation.
My heart was shaking in fear. The fear of what he might do next. I was shivering but I didn’t stop my attempts of trying to free myself from him.
My breath hitched when his hand came up to rest on my another shoulder and he said, “If you don’t stop moving right this instant… I promise this dress won’t be covering your body for a long time”
