ANDREA’S POV
Squeezing my eyes shut to brace myself, the man’s hot, wet breath felt repulsive against the sensitive skin of my neck. Smelling the sour bourbon oozing from his pores, waiting for the feeling of his lips and the final violation that had cost my dignity was pure agony.
But it never came, replaced instead by a sudden and violent rush of air.
The heavy weight of the man’s arm around my waist vanished instantly as if gravity had completely reversed itself. Hearing a choked gasp followed by the sound of fabric ripping preceded a massive crash.
Stumbling forward until my knees hit the sticky floor because the man's grip no longer held me up, scrambling to catch my balance and grabbing the edge of the table kept me from falling completely. With my heart hammering so hard that pa
