Laura's gasp tore out of her sharply just like the cloth had done, and her hands lashed out at his chest, trying to push him away, but he was way too fast.
He grabbed her arms, folding them behind her painfully. She let out a miserable whimper.
“What are you doing? What is your problem!?”
The maids all turned away, turning their faces to the walls, and so did the bodyguards.
“I'm claiming what's mine a day earlier than should be.” He whispered, his tongue snaking underneath his teeth, from one sharp canine to another.
“Don't touch me!” She screamed, her body restless, as she twisted, and jerked, enduring the pain just so she could wriggle free from him.
He pushed her to the sofa, his knees digging into the sofa with her inbetween. Her hands came free, only for him to claim her wr
