Chapter 7
235 Words
Later that day...
"Feyre," Maven yells.
"Yes?" I yell while running to him.
Get in the bed.
Why?
Because I said so.
I climb into the bed, afraid of what he is going to do to me. He sits on the bed, slowly moving closer to me as I move away from him. He then grows tired of having to chase me so grabs my ankle and drags me to him.
"What are you doing," I ask.
"You will find out soon."
He kisses me the same way he did before, with sadness desperation and regret. At this moment I know what he wants. "No, please!" I scream, but to no avail. He continues to kiss me and now his hands are searching my body. I continue to scream and yell, anything to make it harder for him to get what he wants. "If you don't shut up right now I won't worry about how you feel EVER!" he growls. I shut up immediately and stop all of my efforts in trying to stop him. "Now that's a good girl." He is acting as if he has won. I want to yell and scream at him but instead, I turn my anger into passion and it seems like he is happy about my idea.
Hours later...
He is asleep and all I can think about is how he took my virginity and didn't even care.
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