Chapter 417- Wrong
(Trigger warning: Scenes of attempted ra*pe and vio*lence. I will try not to be too graphic, but the scenes might be disturbing for some people.)
Aniya froze when she felt his body pressing to her from behind, "That bitch never left us alone, huh. That insecure old granny is jealous of you."
He had slowly started brushing the fingers of his other hand through her soft hair. Aniya tried to swallow the saliva, but it seemed she had forgotten how to do the simple act.
His body was pressing more and more into her, and she didn’t know what was poking her from behind. The steel plate was still in her hands.
"Talk to me, sweetheart," he spoke huskily, "I need a reaction. A good one! I don’t enjoy fu*cking nonresponsive dolls..."
Aniya closed her eyes, and her grip on the steel plate grew. He was uttering more words and Aniya’s mind had stopped picking whatever he was saying. She kept gathering courage and then without warning she turned and hit the plate on his face with full force.
Alaric was not ready for this attack. Before he could understand anything, Aniya pushed him using her full force and tried to run outside the kitchen. She needed to go to her bedroom.
She was trying to climb the stairs, and, in her panic, she stumbled.
"Ouch!" she placed her palms on the floor and got up to steady herself. However, it was too late now.
Alaric had reached close to her and now was trying to drag her down the stairs.
"NO!" She resisted.