Chapter 75 My Escape Changed Him

Chapter 75 My Escape Changed Him
Sarah

Stupid feelings, stupid memories from the past, when we had a good time together, burst from the recesses of my mind and poison it, dominating it.

No!

This is all lust... Just an animal instinct! I won't give in to him! I won't give in! He doesn't love me, he hates me, and he’s using me!

I bend my knee and kick my leg forward. I'm really going to fulfill my dream and punch the bastard in the groin! But... Shawn deftly dodges, pulling away just in time, and his lips spread into a devilish grin.

What a bastard! What an exceptional reaction...With a resounding smack, he breaks the kiss, demonstratively and pompously wiping his lips with the back of his hand, still grinning evilly.

I stare defiantly into his inhuman eyes and finally understand how much he's changed. Has my escape, our breakup, really changed him so much?

He barely resembles a human being. Some kind of devil. Satan in human skin. His dark hair is carelessly tousled.

He even has an earring in his ear. Some dark, but obviously expensive stone. Honestly, I hardly recognized it. Just by the make of the car. Because only a rich man could afford such an expensive car. A sheikh, for example. Shawn once bragged to me that this car was released in a limited edition of five.

"Nice try! I see you've become quite the wildcat! Well, I like it! It turns me on, baby!"

"What are you doing? I tell you again, let me go!" I almost choke. I can't catch my breath. I'm shaking all over, and my lips hurt terribly.

"No, girl!" Shawn, on the contrary, grips me even tighter, leaning dangerously close to my lips again. But he doesn't kiss them. He hovers a centimeter away. Admiring them. His breath is hot on them, tempting me again and again.

How I hate this! Because I want them. I want them against my own damn will! And I can't do anything about it...

But I continue to fight my abnormal, depraved desires. I hope that very soon I'll destroy them forever! And I'll feel only hatred and disgust for him.

"It was a test! A kiss... I wanted to make sure I could get a hard-on for this vile traitor, or if you were just a throwaway toy! A slut! One of those I used to play with and then throw away when I got tired of them and got tired of them."

This phrase hits me like a slap in the face.

So that's who he compared me to?

A slut!

I clench my fists, wishing I could give him a good beating. I'd lie about my anger, like on a punching bag! I'm shaking like I'm in a fever. I close my eyes, holding back fresh streams of tears.

No! Not now!

I won't cry now!

I won't let the monster enjoy this pleasure.

"So, do you want to know the answer? Do I still get hard for you?" Shawn runs his knuckles over my cheek. So slowly, so wickedly and excitingly, that more goosebumps spread across my soft, girlish skin.

Fight! Fight the damned monster! Come on! I won't even look at his groin, even though I want to...Find out if he still likes me?

I quickly shook my head. You're stupid, Sara! I want to hit him with my knee!

That's all!

"No! Of course not! I'm not interested, you're talking like that. What nonsense!" I tried to laugh, but ended up making a pathetic wheeze.

I can't even lie and play along! It's so infuriating! It infuriates me that I still have feelings for this bastard, even though I don't want to tolerate it.

My cheeks flushed, I quickly pursed my lips and looked away. I couldn't manage a haughty laugh, but Shawn did!

"You're lying! How can you breathe! Lying is your whole life, you bitch!" He growled.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, I spat at his feet. "Not a bitch! I'm not a bitch!" My throat choked with tears of resentment. "I didn't betray you! They set me up!"

"Okay, right! And you're lying again without regret! Oh well! Anyway, let's go! I'm taking you!" He ordered.

“What? Where? Let me go, let me go! I won't go, I don't want to!” I resisted.

“You have to answer for everything you've done! I've been looking for you like an idiot for months! I thought... You were d-dead.” His voice grew low and quiet on the last word. But he quickly regained his previous ominous tone. "You can't even imagine how angry I am! Angry because I couldn't find you! And it really pissed me off!"

I can imagine. For some reason, this makes me happy.

I start scratching in earnest. Once, I even slashed my nails across his strong, manly wrists when Shawn was about to force me into the car.

"Oh, damn! You wildcat! I'll have to kiss you again!" Before I could even process it, he grabbed the back of my head again and crushed his lips to mine.

He tore me apart, devouring me like a wild animal, sucking, gnawing, and deliberately tormenting my lips. A little more and there wouldn't be a single living spot left.

I seethed! And... I bit him on the lower lip! I bit down hard, tasting the metallic taste of blood on my tongue.

I pulled away abruptly.

More accurately, he pushed me away, hissing softly in pain.