Leah's POV
I couldn't answer. I didn’t know how to respond. My body betrayed me, growing wet under his touch.
Suddenly, he grew angry. He grasped my neck, squeezing hard. "I'm talking to you, you f*****g slut."
"Sir... Please don’t do this to me..."
A sadistic glint ignited in his eyes. He rubbed my loins harder, lifting my waist and arching my back. Blood surged through my legs, and I realized, Did I just... feel my legs?
Just before I could c****x, he abruptly stopped. He stood up straight, leaving me on the bed. For a brief moment, he did nothing but stare into my eyes.
I felt ashamed of my body's reaction and didn't dare move. Then, he walked away and returned with a sizzling hot iron bar.
Panic surged through me, and I screamed as he mounted on top of me. His weight pressed dow
