Chapter 9

With a smirk on his face, Breaker taunted, "You fancy that, don't you? Well, I've got another treat in store for you," he added, crudely gesturing towards his crotch. "Finish up your beer and let's get going."

Suppressing my anger, I let out a forced laugh, attempting to mask my true emotions. Despite the raging turmoil within, I wished he would simply grant me some peace and distance. Why was it so difficult for him to respect my boundaries and let me be?

The weight of frustration settled heavily upon me, as if carrying the burden of his unwelcome presence. I longed for a sanctuary where I could breathe freely and escape the suffocating grip of his persistent intrusion. Yet, amidst the struggle, a glimmer of determination ignited within me – the unwavering resolve to assert my worth and reclaim the autonomy he tried to diminish.

"Do I have to spell it out for you?" I said, feeling a wave of disgust wash over me. "I'm not interested."

Breaker's nostrils flared, his ego wounded. "I do