(Chelsea's POV)

I didn't even have time to say no. He just pulled me away. He didn't stop until he was dragging me out of the club. I stared at his face all through, a hundred thousand thoughts crossing my mind at once.

I was going to protest. I was going to say, "I can handle myself. Leave me alone." But my voice didn’t work.

He dragged me through the crowd, out the club, past the bouncer, and onto the street until we reached a black SUV.

Then he faced me and released me against his car where I rested my back and he trapped me against it by coming...