Alpha Rolex walked into the room, and as he walked closer to her, her legs failed her making her fall on the cold floor.
Diana still had her eyes shut for fear of staring at him. Once she felt his hot breath fan her neck, she curled her tiny hands into fists, and tried to relax her tensed body.
"Open your eyes Diana." He instructed.
He was drunk, but he still knew exactly what he was saying.
Slowly, she opened her eyes to meet his staring so blankly at her. What was rather this strange feeling in her tummy. His lips twitched as his eyes met those round, red, small lips that was so close to him.
She could have sworn seconds ago that he wanted to kiss her, untill he forcefully made her stand up on her feet.
"Let me go!" Diana begged, when he grabbed her roughly by her arms.
"You're hurting me." She winced in pain, trying to free herself from his grip but he just wouldn't let her be. How violent could he be, or how much did he drink? She thought as she cried silently.
