She slowly looked up at Trenton Smith and said word by word, "Don't take out the anger you received from others on me. Trenton, I am not your punching bag."
Trenton's pupils contracted slightly as he released his hand.
Norris Moore exhaled and then walked toward the exit.
Before she could take a step, the man grabbed her hand again, holding her arm and pinning her against the smooth bathroom walls. His other hand gripped her face as he lowered himself to give her a rough, forceful kiss.
Norris winced in pain, frowning and struggling as she tried to hit his arm. "You …"
But before she could continue, Trenton's tongue took advantage of the opening to curl around her bewildered tongue, silencing her entirely.
During their struggle, her bath towel slipped from her chest, leaving her completely naked between the bathroom wall and his suit. He appeared well-dressed but wild-eyed, lacking his usual composure as he kissed her.
Norris truly despised this feeling.
