Charlotte Miller's heart was about to leap out of her chest, her brain buzzing; she had no idea that resisting this man would bring such a thrilling pleasure.
It felt like raging waves surging up and down her entire body, as if she couldn't hear anything, yet could clearly hear her own intense heartbeat.
Her heart was almost jumping out...
Her finger was just a hair's breadth away, just a millimeter from touching that cold button.
To her, that button seemed like it could open a door to escape, making her want to laugh and cry at the same time, even her fingers trembling.
The air felt like it had solidified all around her, Charlotte watched her own finger reaching out in slow motion like in a movie; it was so close to touching, but was blocked by another large hand.
Her heartbeats were off the charts, screaming to break free, but she was held even tighter.
