P.S. There is no r*pe here in this chapter and the whole book.
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ELENA's POV
"Oh, really?" He hissed, leaning down and trapping me against the couch. We were so close that I could sense his warm breath on my face. I could even count the lashes in his eyes if I wanted to. "How about I show you again? Then you can decide once more whether he really is a better kisser than me."
"What are you—hmm..." Before I could finish my question, he gripped my shoulders and leaned down, covering my lips with his. The force caused our bodies to tumble onto the couch. I tried to push him away with all the strength I had, but he didn't even budge. My hands clenched into fists as I hit his chest repeatedly with all my might, trying to convey the message that I didn't want this kiss. Sadly, my lips
