Chapter 257

I struggled to get up, but Ronald Wright suddenly lunged forward and pushed me down all over again. Totally caught off guard, I glanced around—the couch was completely bare. Smart move. No sharp objects left nearby. Nothing I could use to hurt him... or myself. "Ronald Wright! Let me go! Let me go!" He cut me off, his lips crashing down on mine, burning hot and aggressive, leaving me no chance to speak. "I’m not letting you go again. Once was enough! Isabella Carter, I’m done making that mistake." He took me, again and again, without hesitation, like he had something to prove. My hair was a mess, and I bit his shoulder out of sheer rage. Hard. His bare chest was toned and lean, every line of muscle defined. I hit and hit, but it only made my hand hurt more than it hurt him. "I hate you, Ronald Wright! I seriously freaking hate you!" He didn’t fight back. Just let me thrash. Those dark eyes of his locked onto me so intensely; it was like he could see right through to everything I didn’t