Chapter 4The Villain's Captive: A Glitch in the System

With that, he started doing whatever he wanted.

No matter how much I yelled or struggled, he didn't care.

He knew my body entirely too well.

Soon, my breathing grew ragged, and my brain felt starved of oxygen.

All reason vanished, leaving me entirely at his mercy.

But at the most critical moment, he stopped.

Our eyes met. His face was full of roguish smugness, a smirk he couldn't hide.

I suddenly realized how embarrassing I was acting and turned my head away, refusing to look at him.

But he effortlessly forced my face back to him.

"Against your will? Madam, are you really unwilling?"

A surge of anger from being toyed with and humiliated flared up inside me.

The desire to get revenge, to tie him to a bed, feed him an aphrodisiac, and watch him lose his mind, grew stronger by the second.

I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck.

I whispered sweetly in his ear:

"Ezra, this place is so gross. I don't like it here. Let's go home, okay?"

"Okay."

He agreed immediately.

He bent down to smooth out my skirt.

Completely unaware of the danger approaching.