Desiree’s POV

I'm crying a lot since he is starting to undress me now, tearing my dress and he covers my mouth with a cloth. “Shhhh, shut up! Why are you so loud?!” he yelled at me and he is strangling now at my center and his pam is slowly travelling to my thigh.

“George, please don’t do this to me!” I yelled at him again and he fixed the cloth of my mouth so that he couldn't hear my voice.

“You need to shut up so that I can focus on what I’m doing!” He slaps my face and I close my eyes and groan because the numb feeling...