“On second thought, maybe you should run. My ranch has lots of land, and I would love to see you try it. Because when I catch you.” He pulls my hair harder, causing me to cry out in pain and lust. It drives my head to be pulled backward, and I hiss from the tug. He keeps thrusting himself inside me as he grips my hair. “You’ll pay the price, Mrs. Rider. You’re my wife. And there’s no escaping the devil, little angel. You’re in my hell now.”
