I then threw the bedsheet at him and jumped over the bed. I started running for my dear life but unfortunately I didn’t reach the door. My feet didn’t even land on the floor. He caught my ankle as I jumped over the bed.
He dragged and placed me at the center of the bed. In a second, he hovered over me and pressed his body against mine.
“I should’ve f****d you the moment you were in my hands. I shouldn't have respected you like a f*****g gentleman I am. I should've r***d you and planted a baby inside you. And no one will ever want you. Because darling, you are mine. Mine alone.”
“Get off of me! You’re insane!” I was screaming and kicking him, shaking him off so he would pull away but he didn’t move. He trapped my wrists against his hand as he pulled his tie from his shirt.
He wrapped it
