Diana’s words finally hit a nerve that Adrian could not control anymore.
He grabbed her arm and pushed her back against the bookshelves, smacking her hard against the wooden furniture.
Diana winced in pain, squiring as she closed her eyes shut, not daring to open them up and look at Adrian.
Adrian continued to dig his nails in to Diana’s skin, encircling his fingers hard against her arm.
“Adrian… you… it hurts…” Diana mumbled, still keeping her eyes closed, as Adrian squeezed the skin of her arm harshly.
“If I tell you to do something… just do it! if I tell you to sit… you sit. If I tell you to eat; you eat and if I tell you to keep your voice low; you do that, as well. Got it?”
Diana lowered her head, opening up her eyes at once and keeping them lowered; refusing to look at Adrian.
