Chapter 30

"You know if I will f-ck you right now then it wouldn't be rape because a cheap whore like you will most probably enjoy it." He barked through his gritted teeth and leaned closer to my face till our noses were touching. No. No. No, I am not a whore. I-I..but you felt the pleasure when Zachary... No. Please, stop. I couldn't take this self-hatred anymore. My chest is already filled with enough hatred for him and I don't have enough guts to feel any more hatred for myself.

"You're mine. Get this straight to your damn head." He brushed his lips over my cheeks. I am yours? Over my f-cking dead body, Zachary. "Say that you're mine." He roared making me roll my eyes but suddenly I felt his sharp teeth touching the flesh of my cheek. Did he? "Aahaa." I screamed in pain and tears streamed down my face. He bit me? I wriggled against him when I felt him going down and biting the skin of my neck, ruthlessly. "SAY." "I am y-yours." I stammered.

He let out a throaty laugh in satisfac