Ella.
When Kane emerged, he tightly clenched a whip I know that’s what it is because I've seen it before I'm angry how dare he ignore me and take away my things like I'm a child
I'm exhausted from constantly battling against men who attempt to control me. Although I regret slapping him once more, I couldn’t help it.
When he approaches, I attempt to distance myself, but Elijah maintains a firm grip on me "Let me go,”
“Ella, just take your punishment. It will be over before you know it.”
Before I can react, Kane forcefully pulls me towards the dining table. Bending me over it, he hooks his thumb into my pants. I feel a surge of adrenaline course through my veins and I beg, “please don’t. I won’t do it again. I’m sorry,”
Without uttering a single word, he forcefully yanks down my pants
