Chapter 85 Nightmare

• I struggled to free myself from Constantine, but he was too strong. He laughed at my kicks and punches. My sweat poured heavily. What would happen if Constantine could force himself on me? I didn’t want to think of it, but it scared me.
• He brought me to his room, a large bedroom dominated by black, gray, and silver. Later, Constantine undressed and kissed my lips. I tried to move my head so he wouldn’t touch my lips, but it was useless since he was on top of me. After that, I couldn’t move my body and could only scream in my mind to call Ethan.
• Constantine then pulled my hands above my head and tied them to the headboard with his shirt. Then he tore my dress and threw it away to the floor.