RUBY

I felt like I was going to win this fight. Luther tied my hands behind my back with his tie, restricting my movements. Especially when he picked me up and pushed me onto the bed.

Our eyes locked, and I was sure Luther would go crazy. He wouldn't be able to control the effects of the drug and would make love to me so wildly that it would endanger my pregnancy.

“You can't control yourself anymore, can you?” I said.

Luther nearly ripped my shirt off, as my hands were tied behind my back, ...