"I’m not yours," I whispered, and he paused. "You want to say that again?" "I'm not yours. I don't belong to anyone." "We'll see about that," he finally snarled as he withdrew his fingers and reached down for the belt he’d thrown on the floor while undressing. Before I could even blink, he’d tied my wrists to the headboard and laid himself down on me so I couldn't move even an inch.
