Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 82

He covers my eyes with his hands. Although my mouth is closed, he keeps licking it.

It makes me feel nauseous.

I want to push him away, but he presses my hands behind my back. I want to kick him, but his legs press against mine.

At this time, I hear footsteps. If I open my mouth fast enough to yell for help, someone will hear me.

So I quickly open my mouth, ready to shout.

But this man takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth!

I'm nervous and scared in panic. 'What will he do next? Will he rape me?' I try to calm down and think about how to escape.

Somehow, I feel like I know this guy, but I can't tell who he is. 'Forget it, maybe he's just a pervert.'

After all, I don't think anyone I know would do such a crazy thing.

In desperation, I bite his tongue hard. He groans in pain. I thought he would let go of me.

But he just bites me in return. It hurts so much that I want to scream out loud, but he kisses me again.

I hear footsteps approaching. I try to call for help, but I can't make a sound. And then the footsteps get further and further away.

I feel so desperate that I start crying. I don't know if it's because he tastes my tears or because he feels sorry, but he slowly stops. And then, he slowly lets go of my heads, which makes me excited.

But again, to my despair, he ties my hands with something. I try to struggle, but it's useless.

He covers my mouth with one hand and my eyes with the other. At this time, I'm like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. All I can do is wait for a miracle, or he'll have mercy.

He doesn't stop. I feel like he's trying to unbutton my collar. I try to wriggle, but to no avail. Both my body and my heart are getting colder.

His lips move just below my face, and I can't do anything.

Tears keep streaming down. I think of Harrison. Does he worry that I haven't been back for so long?

Maybe I deserve it. If I had chosen to face

him bravely, this would not have happened to me.

"Are you done crying?"

In the darkness, a familiar voice sounds in my ear, which stops me from crying immediately.

This voice is just too familiar. If I'm not mistaken, he's Harrison.

I shake my head crazily, indicating for him to put down his hand. He seems to have understood what I meant, and he stops covering my eyes.

The sudden light makes me feel a little uncomfortable. I look at the man in front of me. Tears blurred my eyes, so I can't see his face clearly.

"It's me," he says.