She struggled to suppress the pounding in her heart, refusing to let herself be overwhelmed by chaotic emotions.
"Bryan White!" She raised her hand, attempting to slap him again, but this time the man did not allow her to succeed. In the instant she swung her hand, his larger hand caught hers, firmly gripping her wrist in his palm.
At the same time, he finally let go of her and narrowed his eyes, "Donna, don't push me! Do you believe I would take you right here, right now?"
"You wouldn't dare!" Donna gasped, her chest heaving with intense beats, unsure if it was from the man's kiss or from sheer anger.
"...Hmph." The man sneered coldly, his green eyes fixated on her swollen lips, the look in his eyes devilish. After just a second, his hand had already reached for her chest, grabbing the front of her clothing.
