The more she struggled, the more intensely he pressed his lips over hers. Esme felt like her entire body became frozen as a chilling sensation crawled down through her spine. She solemnly believed that she loathed this person.
She loathed him a lot as he was that evil person who had detached her from her beloved family, who had kidnapped her from her world and forcefully coerced her to marry him!
She abhorred him from the core of her heart!
But why is my heart sprinting at this moment?
Perhaps I never felt any man's touch before.
But whenever his cruel sharp fangs caressed against her swollen lips, she felt like a hidden desire was streaming in her psyche. No matter how much her brain warned her to halt with countless logic, subconsciously she yearned for offering herself to this vicious man in another word an animal.
