CHAPTER 10 Leaving

Evelyn's POV

Even with the knock on the window, guess what?

Victor didn't stop.

His hands were relentless, his grip on my thigh tightening as if I were prey he'd been starving for. His other hand kept forcing my face toward his, with his breath hot and reeking of whiskey.

"Victor," I calle...

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