ROMAISA’S POV
29th of July
Before I could even contemplate the next second, I was smashed into the window behind me, and his lips were on mine.
My eyes widen at the realization, His hand holds my neck from behind in a tight grip while his other hand holds my right, twisting it behind me.
My body pressed into his. My heart thumped against my ribcage. He was bruising me, brutal and rough.
This was wrong on so many levels. I wriggled against him, which only resulted in my body rubbing against his, which made me groan, and the hand around my neck tightened. I was getting breathless, when I tried pushing him, with my other hand.
He pulled back, making me take a sharp breath in, filling my sore lungs. His forehead rested on mine, as he slowly breathed out. The air hit my now moist face.
