Chapter 7

Maxwell slumped backwards into the bed. He started to foam from the mouth or was it saliva?

The alcohol must have been too much to handle. That or he was just acting.

"You bastard!" Amelia didn't fret. She bent forward and slapped him. He didn't think for a second that his unconsciousness would make him escape what she had in mind for him.

"You. Think. I'm. So. Easy. Cheap. Slut" with every pronunciation of the words, Amelia slapped him as hard as her hand could swing. Her full power was at work.

Maxwell moaned with each swing she gave to him. It annoyed Amelia the most that he would dare try to moan while she was hitting him. She wanted to get up and hit him with something harder. Maybe a plank, if she could but she couldn't. She wouldn't dare. Her life still depended on him.

He was her mate.

"You dumb bastard!" She yelled in frustration. Her anger was piling up. She needed to vent it somewhere else.

"Maybe hitting him some more would help!"

Amelia took a pillow from underneath hi