“Don’t touch me!” I began to struggle, only for the hand he’d been pressing on my shoulder to instantly wrap around my neck. He seized my other shoulder firmly, locking me in his hold against his body. My back was held against those clearly visible and firm chest muscles. I could feel his body heat through his silky-textured shirt, hot against my skin.

“No other girls. See just how much I love you!” he gritted through his teeth in my ear. His long black hair draped over our shoulders, hanging before my chest.

His hand around my neck became tighter. I grabbed his arm at once. His muscles tensed as he exerted his strength, to the point where his arm felt as stiff as metal.

At the very last...