Rowena’s POV. 19.
Jason dragged me to the edge of the table. My back hit the wood, and before I could breathe, he forced my legs apart—wide, too wide. I gasped, shaking my head in disbelief, trying to push him away.
He didn’t stop.
He shoved my panties to the side and without a warning, without a second of hesitation—he slammed his c**k into me.
I screamed. My whole body arched from the shock. Pain tore through me as he grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back. One of his hands clamped around my thigh, holding me in place while he drove into me again. And again.
Hard. Rough. Unforgiving.
This wasn’t s*x. It wasn’t lust. It was violence. It was punishment.
It was hell.
My eyes fluttered open through the gasps and moans I couldn’t even control anymore. I looked up—and I sa
