"Alright, we'll have a child, but remember this is what you wanted, don't beg for mercy every night!"
He narrowed his eyes, speaking as he pulled at her nightgown, quickly stripping the clothes from her body.
Emma Benson stood there stunned, motionless for a long time, looking at the man's slightly cold and handsome face, her brows tightly furrowed. Before she could react, she was completely trapped beneath him...
In the latter half of the night, it was bound to be a life and death struggle, and Emma Benson regretted it somewhat, realizing that the consequences of angering the man would be her own suffering.
But she was stubborn, refusing to admit defeat, and the more she resisted, the more it fueled the man's desire to conquer, landing her in a miserable state.
In the end, the woman was left unable to make a sound, only using the last bit of strength to claw at the man's shoulder blades, leaving blood marks on his sturdy back.
