Page 42 of Queen of Diamonds
The restroom door opened, and she turned her back to whoever was coming in and grabbed a paper towel to wipe away the tears falling down her cheeks.
“Fancy meeting you here,” Sebastian said, slipping his arms around her and pulling her against him.
“The hell, Sebastian. Get your hands off me.” She tried to push his arms away, but he tightened them. He’d never scared her before, only creeped her out, but now she was frightened. There had to be a hundred women in the ballroom. You’d think one of them would need to use the restroom, but apparently not.
“Aw, come on, babe. Stop being a tease.” He put his hand on her breast and squeezed.
“That hurts. If you don’t get off me, I’m going to scream.” She fisted her hand and tried to punch his face, but he laughed as her fist only grazed the side of his neck.
“Go ahead and fight me, little witch. That only turns me on more.” He rocked his groin against her butt. “See how hard I am for you?”
Panicking now, she tried to twist around. If she could face him, she could knee him in the balls. He laughed, keeping a strong grip on her with his right arm. He circled her throat with the fingers of his left hand and squeezed tight enough to make it hard to breathe.
“You scream and it’ll be the last sound you make. I’m tired of you teasing me.” He rocked against her again. “I mean to get a piece of this sweet ass tonight. I’ve tried to be patient and romance you into my bed, but time’s up, babe. I booked a room, so be a good little girl and come along quietly. If you try to call out to anyone, you’ll be very sorry.”
There wasn’t a chance in hell that she was going anywhere with him. When he stuck his tongue in her ear, she thought she might vomit. She did the only other thing she could think of to do. She lifted her leg and aimed the spike of her shoe at his knee.
“Goddamn bitch! You’ll pay for that.”
Suddenly he was gone. He’d let go of her so fast that she stumbled forward, hitting her forehead hard on the wall. White stars blasted off behind her eyelids, and she sucked in a breath as excruciating pain throbbed through her head and down to her jaws. God, that hurt, but she’d freed herself from his hold, and now she had to get out before he got his hands on her again.
“I’m going to fucking kill you.”
Rand? She turned and sagged against the wall. She blinked several times, trying to clear her vision. A blurry image of two men wrestling on the floor danced in front of her eyes. She tried to swallow, but that hurt, too.
The door opened, and a woman rushed in. Kinsey squinted. Oh, it was her, Rand’s girlfriend. She added sadness to her pain, then gave in to the black void seeping into her head.
