Chapter 21 Trying To Adapt

• I try to move, but it's not possible. Even if I try to find a way to get away from his body, all I feel is his firm body pressing against mine and his large hand covering my mouth and part of my neck, preventing me from speaking.
• Fear invades me about what he might do to me. After all, I don't know how to react to my offense. But my doubt slowly disappears when his hand moves away from my mouth and a new prison is born.
• His lips steal the possibility of screaming from me, and his hands focus on grabbing my hands tightly and placing them above my head, joining them together to keep me bound with just one hand.