Katerina's POV
My protests remained unheard. The jerk carried me to his car against my will and locked my hands in between our bodies, on top of his crotch to be more specific.
"Let me go." I told him through gritted teeth, annoyed and frustrated, but also a little nervous testing his patience.
How far should I go to prove my twin's words? To what extent will he do to me once he loses his patience?
"No. Not until you calm down. You've had enough drinks tonight and you are riled up."
I huffed and fought against his hold, only for him to place my arms behind my back, and pull me closer. I tried not to sit on top of him, but he clearly had other ideas.
"Was it fun? Did you have fun making me angry?" He hissed close to my face, his hold on me tightening. Not enough to hurt me, but e
