Madison Frost “Get the f**k off me!” I screamed as my knee connected with his balls. I used the moment of his pain to shove him away. His teeth ripped from my flesh before he hit the floor hard. He groaned, and I gripped my shoulders to stop the bleeding as I jumped over the back of the couch. “You b***h!” he roared. I tried to run, but my legs gave out. I crawled to the front door to escape him. He was crazy, and I had no doubt he would kill me. I shrieked when he gripped my ankle, and I clawed at the floor, desperately trying to get away. “Stop, please,” I gasped as he flipped me on my back, knocking the air from my lungs. The force of his palm against my cheek whipped my head to the side. My face throbbed with fury, and tears clouded my vision. “You are mine!” He sneered, leaning o