Warning: Nonconsensual scene ahead
Esme's POV
He then instantly grabbed my two hands tying it together with the belt and hurled me down. "Let me show you how mad a monster can be then," he said and my stomach twisted as his weight pressed me into the bed.
My legs kicked out, my heels digging into the sheets, but his knees locked them in place. His palms circled my neck, fingers tightening until my breaths came in short rasps as my nails scraped his wrists, drawing thin lines of blood, but he didn't flinch.
The room's dim light flickered on his face, his eyes fixed on mine without a flicker of change.
My chest heaved as air thinned, my vision narrowing to his unblinking stare. The belt bit into my wrists when I yanked it, my skin rubbing raw with every pull.
"You bastard Cole get o
