His Endless Hate
I wrenched myself free, ready to lash out, but then I saw Hannah standing there, watching with a sly smile.
"Emilia, this is my friend, Chad Fisher," she said, adjusting the skirt of her gleaming dress. She flashed me a quick wink. "He's a great guy. I'm sure you two will get along famously."
Chad's gaze trailed over me, lingering with a smirk. "Don't worry, Miss Perry," he said, his tone dripping with lust. "I'll treat you real nice."
Before I could react, he seized me and shoved me down onto the couch behind us. His hands gripped me tightly, his weight pressing against me.
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