From the book
I should have known. Your life can be turned upside down in merely moments. Seconds. Small choices defining the way your life will go. I’m wondering if I could redo it, would I’ve done things differently? If I would’ve known, maybe I would’ve fought harder? Give in faster? Called for help? The thing about what ifs and maybes is that they’re useless. (Chapter one)
He nuzzles his nose into my neck, followed by small kisses.
I keep thinking to myself what kind of idiot falls for these moves. But if he hadn’t dominated me and treated me like a normal human being, we would’ve been in the exact same spot.
He grabs my thigh, I try getting out of it before things get too heated. “Nah, ah, Kitten. You have had your play. Now it is my turn.” He runs up his hand underneath the night gown and forces me to walk backwards. I reach the edge of the bed and fall down. He follows, right on top on me.
I like the idea of him touching me, so I don’t understand why I keep telling him no. All I want is for him to touch me. His eyes glow and he gives me a crooked smile. “Oh, struggle all you want, Kitten. I like my prey chained up anyways.”
I remember the chains on the bed, which were right above my head right now. I feel his threat sink in, it sparks something in me. It feels hot. I should be scared. I was. And yet I wasn’t.
I want him to take me. To break me. I want him to tell me how he’d use me. How he’d make me beg. (Chapter eight)