He slammed me against the wall the minute we got home. He ravished my separated lips with his pernicious mouth. I couldn’t breathe. He pinned my hands over my head and spread my legs, making the dress reap off. I gasped, needing to halt him from getting wild, but he didn’t let me. Instead, he pushed his groin to my delicate portion. He was making my legs wobble, and my internal parts flip. I attempted to pry away my head from him, but he rapidly grabbed my jaw and made me look at him forcefully.
“E-Ethan!” we need to talk. We can’t do it right now. I still needed answers from him. Why did he wager me? Why didn’t he let me know about gambling? Who are those people?
He didn’t listen, as usual. What he wants, he gets. He ultimately annihilated the dress I was wearing at that point, looking
