Chapter12 Inner Conflict: Anger

[Bianca] I bit his lips, shoving him off me. His eyes widened momentarily, but then he smirked, touching his bleeding lip with one hand. Without warning, his hand shot out, gripping my upper arm with a bruising force. I braced myself, expecting him to lash out, but instead, he leaned in, his breath warm and unsettling against my ear. "If you do that, I may not be able to hold back." A dangerous light danced in his eyes as he licked his lips. "Pain... does wild things to me." "If you touch me, I swear I'll scream. My friend knows I'm here, I'll fucking sue you!" I started blurting out all the threats I could think of in fear that he would force me into something I didn't want.  "Oh, relax." He rolled his eyes, letting out a low, mocking laugh. "I may be a lot of things, sweetheart, but I'm not a rapist." His smirk widened, his fingers tightening on my arm just a fraction. "Now go on. Hit me." "What?" I asked incredulously but his tone dropped. "Hit me, unless I'll hit you." He said with