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“You’re so beautiful, Diana,” Regan says before we resume the kiss again.
His tongue isn’t the only thing exploring a part of me. His hands join the quest and he presses my back against the wall and trails his fingers on my body.
I’m distracted by his touch, thinking about Alessandro instead. He isn’t even around and he somehow finds a way to ruin this night for me. I keep feeling his mouth on mine.
No.
“No!” I have no idea that I said that out loud but I push Regan away.
His brows are curved inward as he stops to stare at me. He looks both confused and concerned.
“Did I do something wrong?’
I shake my head in response. “No. No. I just, ehm... I need some air, please.”
I squeeze my eyes shut for a second, trying to gather my thoughts.
I fucking hate what he has done to me. I hate Alessandro.
“I’m so sorry,” I add, leaving him on the spot.
I squeeze myself through the crowd to the front door. The cold midnight breeze sweeps across my face, swaying a few strands in its direction.
I take a deep breath, letting it out as loud as I can.
“Fuck, Adriana,” I whisper to myself.
I flinch as I feel a hand on me.
“Easy, baby girl.” A crooked laugh follows behind me.
I turn to see a drunken man and I’m in his path. I give way to him, not wanting to engage myself with this stranger. Not after what happened inside. The street is almost empty, with just a few people walking.
“Don’t be like that.”
His breath reeks of beer as he moves unsteadily, trying to get closer to me. I ignore him as I try to leave for the club again.
His arms grab me unexpectedly with a firm hold.
“I tried to be nice, bitch,” he grunts.
“Let go of me!” I scream, struggling to free my arm from his grip.
He squeezes tighter until it starts to hurt.
“Fucking whore.” His last word comes out slurred.
“Let go of me!”
He is muscular and very strong.
Fucking hell. I jab at him with a few kicks but he doesn’t budge as he pulls me closer and slaps me hard in the face.
“Help! Someone, please help me,” I cry out.
He pulls me closer until I’m breathing in his bad breath. His hands on me make me cringe and want to puke so bad.
“Let go of her,” a commanding, deep voice seethes.
