Chapter 11

Scarlett’s POV

I might not be as strong as he is...but I can at least try. I wiggle my way as roughly as I can, but every second that passes gives him double the strength I already possess until he’s strong enough to use his hands to clasp other than his crotch.

“You know, you’re completely ruining my trust in you. Do you know what that means? Restraints.” He growls.

“You’re a monster.” I spit at him and continue to give it my very best. It’s unfortunate that I’m such a weakling, and he manages to overcome my struggles completely. He stands up, and I go into the air with him, screaming at the top of my lungs.

He hauls me over his shoulder in the fireman’s carry style...but in reverse. I’ve never been handled with so much callousness. It’s uncomfortable to the point that even struggling makes the experience far more tormenting.

“I’m doing this for your own good, Miss. Hearthstone. How on earth do I have to explain it to you for you to understand?”