Riley - POV
I knew what awaited me, yet I couldn’t escape the vile gaze of Blake, whose hunger only intensified as he eyed me. My heart raced uncontrollably, and the moment his hands touched me, he ripped my jacket off without hesitation.
My mind went blank with terror as he tore at my clothing, each touch invasive and vile. I stood there in nothing but lace lingerie, and the sickening sensation gnawed at me, but I didn’t scream. I didn’t beg. I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me as prey.
“What happened to your pathetic begging, b***h?” he sneered before striking me hard across the jaw. His fingers wrapped tightly around my throat while his other hand found its way between my legs, his sharp vampire nails digging painfully into my skin. I cried out, the pain overwhelming.
