DISCLAIMER: This chapter contains triggering scenes like near rape experience. Please tread carefully.
Marissa glared at him. If her hands were free, she would have clawed his eyes out. "Do not speak his name from your filthy mouth," she thought, but she kept her lips tightly sealed.
Liam ignored her glare. He raised both of his hands.
He reached for her messy hair. He grabbed the remaining hairpins.
Marissa struggled with him. She twisted her head back and forth violently. She shifted her shoulders, trying to throw him off balance.
"Stop it! Don't touch me!" she yelled, fighting against his strong hands.
But Liam was much stronger, and he had her completely trapped between his heavy knees. He gripped her head firmly with one hand and quickly pulled at the remaining pins with the other. He tossed the small metal pins onto the red silk sheets.
