Chapter 79 Mister Landlord(2)

• The question was barely out of his lips when he smashed the vase on the floor, sending my precious lilies in different directions. I yelped, inching back to the safety of my room. He caught on fast and yanked my wrists, dumping me on the couch. He was on top of me in a heartbeat, his weight pinning me down against my will. I tried to crawl out from under him, but he straddled my hips to make sure I couldn’t leave.
• I could feel his hard cock against my front. Only a perverse mind like his was turned on by forcing me under him. I attempted to fight him off, but he only smirked down at me.
• Taking measured breaths, I lifted my gaze to his. “Get out of my house,” I said as calmly as possible.