I struggle against Cornelius' grip, but he's too strong for me in the meantime. "Let me go, Cornelius!" I scream, but my words fall on deaf ears.
He rips my dress apart, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. My mind races as I look around, trying to find a way out, but there's nothing.
He leans over me, his hot breath on my face. "Don't worry. This won't feel so bad," he says with a wicked grin. "Besides, we've done it multiple times before. You don't have to be shy."
"You can't force yourself on me!" I hiss at him.
"Force?" he asks, chuckling. "You will love it, Lyr, just like you always do."
Then he grabs my waist and pulls my arms above my head. "Stop!"
He kisses me and when I try to evade, he grabs my face and says, "You will get pregnant. I will make you pregnant. In that way, you can become my queen again and you will not be able to abandon me."
"I will still leave, even if I become your queen!" I scream at him.
