Click.
And the world stopped.
He turned.
Looked at me.
And I swear I saw it.
That moment.
The moment he decided he was going to break me.
He spun.
And I swear, I almost came from the way he did it.
Like he didn’t even think. Like his whole body just snapped toward me like instinct. Like something ancient in him decided I was prey and he was going to f*****g eat me alive.
Then his hands were on me. Grabbing me like I was his already. Like he’d paid for me in blood and wanted his f*****g prize.
He ripped my dress off like it offended him; yanked it down like it didn’t deserve to be on my body. The wet fabric slapped the floor like a scream, and suddenly, I was bare.
Bare and trembling. Bare and wet. Bare and pressed up against the wall with my n*****s tight and my p***y leaking a
