Simon hovered over her, an abnormal look in his eyes. He had pinned her hands over her head, restricting any movement. "You're mine, Ashley." He lowered is heard and whispered in her ear, his breath against her skin has her shivering in disgust. "That's how it's supposed to be. How it's meant to be."
Her breathing grew erratic and the revulsion on her face could not be suppressed. "Get off me, Simon." The man bit on her earlobe and she could only feel nauseated.
"Come to think of it," Simon raised his head and stared into her eyes. "We never did have s**. You always seemed to avoid it, didn't you?" He laughed insanely and his eye twitched. "I should have known better. I should have forced you, but I wanted to play the nice boyfriend part." Tears formed in the corner of his eyes as he started to laugh once more. "I was a fool then. Not anymore, my dear."
