(Eleanor's POV)
Then he grabbed the strap of my gown.
He began tugging down at it.
I refused to let the hem slip.
With all my strength, I shoved him backward.
But his grip on my hand was too tight.
I ended up being pulled into him as his back hit the wall. Hard.
He winced at the pain.
The momentary pain made him lose focus.
And without wasting a second, I swung my hand across his face.
I struck my palm hard against his face.
His head snapped to the side.
I felt the burning sensation in my palm.
When he turned back, his face was so murderous that my body tingled.
I knew I was in for a rough ride.
I backed up against the door silently.
I tried pulling it.
But rough hands tangled in my hair immediately and shoved me backwards.
With so much f
