There Are No Saints (Sinners, #1)

by Sophie Lark

All I learned is that no amount of submission is good enough for a man. You can roll over, show your belly, beg for mercy, and they’ll just keep hitting you. Because the very act of breathing is rebellious in the eyes of an angry male.

“Absolutely I do. He disrespected you. Put his hands on you. I’d kill him for much less.”