He was dumbfounded with the words that left my mouth. I guess it's true, words cut deeper than a knife. I was hurt with my own words too.
I've said what I needed to say and so I decided to give him time to accept my rejection but he just stared at me silently and his hateful eyes grew with more hate. I waited for another minute which seem to take forever but he still did not accepted my rejection. He does know how, doesn't he? I'm not much of a patient woman, my patience is shorter than ever so I started to walk out.
He grabbed my arm before I could get past him.
" You and your tasty little mouth will never utter those useless words again." He said and hungrily kissed me.
I was catching my breath after he's done with me. His kiss felt more like a punishment because he did not leave
