Hanna's POV
Of course I remembered. He had tried to molest me even then. A small sob escaped my lips.
He smirked, continuing. "Then you had to go to that spineless fool and when you were done with him, to that d**k who replaced me."
"Please," I whimpered as he came closer to me.
"I should have taken you long ago dearie. But now I will have you. You are mine dearie."
His cold, scary eyes looked at me, sending chills down my spine. He advanced closer towards me and I shrieked.
"Hanna!" I heard Damien yell, his hands holding me down. I was aware of the wetness on my cheeks and my ragged breathing.
I slowly opened my eyes and looked into Damien's face. His face was pale with worry, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Damien..." I spoke for the first time in one week, my voice a s
