— You have no right to touch me! — my voice trembles before a powerful man in black, in a suit as dark as night.
— The whole world belongs only to me—and that means you do too, — his hand settles on my waist.
I feel a surge of heat through my whole body. This person both excites and scares me. Can something like that be possible?…
— Please, let me go, — I try to free myself, but it’s useless. His hand is like a metal rod.
— Be quiet. Or else I’ll force my own to close your lips.