Chapter 143

"Now you're scared? Too late for that, Camila. I've been way too easy on you-that's why you think you can actually leave me. Well, guess what, I'm done playing nice. You're mine. I won't let you go." As he spoke, his hand yanked at her shirt, rough and unforgiving. Camila froze in shock, her whole body stiff as tears streamed down her face. "Don't-Prescott, stop! Let me go..." Suddenly, she started to struggle hard. Prescott pinned her down with his knee, locking her in place. His breath was heavy, chest rising and falling, and there was something dangerous in his eyes, something that made her blood run cold. "Do I look like I care what you want? You make one more move and it'll only get worse. I'm done with patience." He kissed her, hard. The cut on her lip throbbed in pain, making her face go even paler. She fought back, but it was pointless. Her chest was tight with hurt and anger. What did he even see her as? What gave him the right to treat her like this? She snapped-her teeth san