Chapter 78 Slapped Him

Soren's POV Leona tried to fight back, but her effort was almost laughable against my strength. "Don't move," I rasped. As expected, she stilled. I slowly lifted the jacket from her body, revealing the smooth curve of her back. Her struggling in the car had loosened her bra, and slipping the strap off her shoulder took almost no effort. She shivered uncontrollably. Her back was covered in bruises, shades of purple and blue blending together. The worst of them was a lash mark that stretched from her left waist across her back, swollen and red at the edges. I brushed my fingers over it. Leona's whole body tensed. She gripped the pillow beside her so tightly that her knuckles turned white. That reaction told me everything—she was resisting me. Eamon's words echoed in my mind. Someone had been looking for her before I came. Had Leona really fallen for another man? Who was it? Was it Viktor or one of Kanam's guests? Displeased, I pressed my lips into a thin line. "Who did