Her whole body was wooden, allowing him to plunder her mouth.

She didn't know how long it had been, until she felt the air in her lungs almost drained and her breathing began to be difficult, before she jerked back to consciousness and struggled to push him away.

Hector Rogers let her go for the moment, as she wished, but the arm around her waist tightened.

He breathed heavily, his breath hot and warm against her ear, and the words that came out of his mouth were husky and suppressed, "Eloise Thompson, I don't care what your past is, I don't care. I see the Eloise Thompson I know, not...