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Author: Moonbunnie
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Arabella

He chuckled, a look of amusement in his eyes as he stared at me. “You’re mad that we fucked?”

I was shocked—shocked that he would describe what he did to me like that. Appalled that he thought what had happened was consensual. Didn’t he hear me crying, begging?

Didn’t he feel the struggle, hear me crying out in pain? I shut my eyes to stop the tears from falling, but it was hopeless. I was bawling my eyes out.

“No, tell me, Arabella. What were you thinking was gonna happen? That I’m never going to touch you? Is that it? We’re going to be married and never fuck…?”

I didn’t say anything. I averted my gaze, but he grabbed my chin and turned my face toward him so I could look at him.

“No, Bella, look me in the eye and tell me you didn’t think we were going to fuck at some point, huh?”

“You and I know that’s not what happened between us,” I said in a tear-laden voice. “You forced yourself on me. I didn’t want this…”

“I asked you nicely at first, and what did you say?” he asked.

I
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