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For the first time ever, I want to be the one doing the deed. I want to be the one taking her body no matter how much she refuses.
I need to make her realize how much she really wants to sayyes.
CHAPTERSEVEN
ARIA
Ihate him. I fucking hate Malakai Harris and his bunch of jocks. What they’re doing to me is not fucking okay.
And for what? Because I called the cops? That's no reason to do this. No one deserves to be forced to have sex.
This isn't even sex.I have to remind myself. It's fucking rape. These assholes are raping me, and I'm powerless to stop it but still, I fight.
I pull and tug as hard as I can, no matter how much my arms don't budge, and the asshole behind me is still ramming his cock into my protesting center.
I don't want this.
I would never want something like this. Something so callous and degrading. I'm not a slut—no matter how much Kai went out of his way to brand me as one today.
I won't break. I won't yield. I won't give in.
Once the final guy has his way with my body, Kai lets go of my hands, and I fall in a heap to the floor, gasping for air, fighting off the tears.
Who the fuck do they think they are? I'm worth more than this; I don’t deserve to be treated like a jack sleeve.
"My dad … will … kill you … when he finds out about this," I announce through heaving breaths as Kai walks away. At the sound of my words, he stops in the doorway. All of his men have left.
Suddenly, he slams the door and relocks it, turning to me. A blazing fire of desire lights his eyes.
I don't move. Movement means fear in this type of situation, and I refuse to show fear. If I'm afraid, this monster has control over me, and I refuse to give him that.
And to think I was joking with him in the hall earlier, and he was the one who calmed me after I saw how messed up my truck was.
Kai pulls me from the ground and tosses me back on the table, forcing my shirt over my head no matter how much I fight him.
Why the hell can't I be as strong as him?
Then, he removes my bra, leaving my body completely exposed.
"This may come as a surprise to you but I've seen your father do way worse than what I'm about to do," he warns before wrapping his hand around my throat, holding me in place. I claw at his wrist even though he's not choking me.
I need to escape and call the police.
He's seen my dad do worse? This is just talk to scare me, right? What did my dad do?
Kai forces down his shorts and uses his knees to pry my legs apart as I scream, hoping someone will hear me.
"Help me!" I scream as loud as I can, but it’s no use. He rams his fat cock inside me, stretching me, stinging my walls. I cry from the pain but fight any other reactions.
He wants to hurt me but I won't let him.
I refuse to let him break me.
"No one will hear you. No one can save you from me. Your tight little pussy belongs to me. The sooner you accept that, the easier this will be for you."
"I'd rather be fucked by a disgusting troll who rips my head from my body afterward than submit to a pathetic bastard like you. I'm not a slut, and you're delusional if you think any part of me will ever belong to you!” I hiss at him, but he smiles like I gave him exactly what he's looking for.
He's sick. He's a fucking psychopath. That's why I never had the slightest inclination that he wasn't just a sweet, charming man. It was all a façade to break down my walls and hurt me.
