*Sasha*

I pressed my thumbs upward, gouging at Donovan’s eyes. “Get OFF me, you sick bastard!” I shouted.

Donovan reared back, trying to avoid being blinded. “You bitch!” he roared, slapping me across the face.

My head bounced on the floor and I began to see stars. “No,” I said, but my movements became uncoordinated.

Goddess, I couldn’t let him mark me. I couldn't let him win. I couldn't give up now. I ...