I was astonished at his words. They must have inquired about me beforehand. And obviously they had everything planned this time.
"Don't come over." I couldn't help but to step back, trying to avoid those disgusting gazes.
"Come here and let us have fun."
As he spoke, he grabbed and pulled my arm aggressively, causing me to fall onto the sofa.
I instinctively protected my belly, but my back still hit hard on the sofa.
I couldn't care less about the sharp pain because my cell phone flew out from my pocket in the meantime. I tried hard to hide it, but it was now on the ground.
The man paused, bent over and picked it up. Looking at the dialing number, he ended the call.
Violently, he threw the phone at me while cursing, "Did you just f*cking call for help?"
After that, he pressed down
