Her breath was getting shorter and more hurried as she placed both hands on his shoulders, which were tough as a rock.
He felt encouraged and landed on top of her. As he began undoing her buttons with one hand, his warm and coarse palm reached into her pajamas, exploring. It seemed his passion was ignited.
She shuddered as her mind became a blur. She was accepting, welcoming him, but out of the blue, an image flashed past her, an image that seemed too similar to the scene before her, one that disturbed her continually. The memory was summoned once again — the huge villa, the handcuffed wrists, the devilish man…
She was semi-conscious now and tried, albeit weakly, to struggle and wrench herself free. Yet, the more she wanted to escape his increasingly unrestrained movement, the more forcefully he restrained her.
"Li Lei," Her voice shook. "don't, don't do this…"
