Raisel - POV
A cruel grin stretched across his lips. Slowly, he crawled onto the bed, his body moving like a predator closing in on wounded prey. Straddling me, he loomed over my frame, his weight pressing me into the mattress.
“What…” I swallowed hard, fear lodging in my throat. “Get off me. I don’t want you to touch me. I don’t want you near me. Ever.”
My voice shook, but I forced the words out like venom.
His smirk deepened. "Feisty, aren’t we?" he taunted, his voice a low, dangerous hiss. “But you have no say in this.”
My chest tightened. “You can’t force yourself on me.”
He tilted his head, amused. “Force?” He leaned in, his breath hot against my skin. “You should be begging me not to take you.”
There was something sickening in his voice—something laced with hunger and cruelt
