I could still feel Thane’s anger from the way he treated me. He pulled my hand roughly, dragging me from the party area to his car in the basement. His steps were so fast that he didn’t hear my whimpers of pain from his grip. I tried to pull my wrist free, but Thane’s grip tightened. It was painful and made me fear he might do more than this.
“Sir, it hurts… please let go of my hand,” I said softly, grimacing from the pain.
Thane didn’t care. He kept walking quickly. Once we reached his car, Thane released my hand and shoved me into the vehicle.
“Haven’t I told you? Why do you keep flirting with other men in front of me?” Thane’s words confused me completely. What had I done wrong at the party? I hadn’t felt like that at all.
Thane got into the car, and soon we left the building.
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