Reed POV
When I heard that scream from Heather, there was nothing anyone could have done to stop me from getting to her. The sight that met my eyes stopped me cold in my tracks and I stared for what seemed like hours. Keegan had Heather pinned to the wall beside the window. He had her hands held in one of his and stretched up so high she had no way of fighting back. Her dress that had looked so beautiful on her earlier lay in a pile of ripped material on the floor at her feet. There were tear stains on her cheeks and her hair looked matted from what I’m assuming was the result of it being pulled. I know Heather had shown a liking to being dominated, but she was not enjoying this. If that scream wasn't enough to prove that, the wave of fear that was coming from her would be. The combined r
