Siobhan Bailey's POV

Her hands were tightly held by Anthony Holmes, and she felt a sharp pain. Her back was pressed against a rough tree trunk and a large part of it was red.

"I chased you for such a long time, but you insisted on being with Chris Harris. Well, he is not better than me. Do you want to have a try with me?" More and more obscene words came out of the man's mouth.

I squinted my eyes, put my knees up, and hit the man's crotch. Anthony Holmes covered it reflexively, and then I kicked his shiny shoes with my eight centimeter high heels. Anthony Holmes...