You are mine...
The words echoed inside Sierra’s head like a warning bell. She could still feel Faust’s hands roaming and squeezing underneath her shirt but the voice she heard sounded different.
You are mine...
Images flashed while she had her eyes closed. Images of another man kissing her and taking her body without a bit of gentleness. The hands touching her made her shiver in fear and disgust.
For a moment, Sierra opened her eyes expecting to see Faust’s face. But she was met with two dark eyes. Eyes as black as as a blackhole, devoid of any emotion other than that of rage and darkness. She was pinned down to the bed with her hands over her head as the man looked straight to her eyes.
Am I dreaming... she heard herself speak but her mouth didn’t utter a word. She turned her head
