Chapter 7

• Evelyn’s breath came in shallow gasps, her mind screaming at her to struggle, but her body doing the complete opposite. Adrian's lips were relentless against hers, his hold suffocating, crushing.
• His grip on her wrists did not waver, still keeping them in place above her head, and the other roaming her body. She felt a shiver at his hand settling over the zipper at the top of the back of her dress.
• No. She couldn’t let him do this.