He was tall with a confident stance that came from years of privilege, his sandy blond hair added

ken him to prestigious circles all his life. He saw the world as his for taking. People's opportunities and dreams, everyth

me unbearable. He didn't need the loud high maintenance type who filled his social scene. No, he wanted someone more quieter

omen that hover around Tris but she had certain understa

eking than the ladies Tris had dated. She had a docile nature and was far more easy to control than the celebrity women he surrounded hims

that she could overlook his flaws as long as he was taking her out of this prison of a home ti

was part of his charm but as time went on s

adoration. He went through women like he goes through business deals damning the conse

ical. She had lost count of how many times he has lashed out, pushing her, grabbing her too roughly as if testing the limits of his control over her. Even in the pre

s on her thighs again and

aking y

voice, one that did not ac

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ack gown and white fur coat to shed her from the cold and preying eyes of men. The dress which her mother had insisted on felt more like a costume than clothing,

liquor. The table before them was loaded with expensive drinks, champagne, whiskey and crystal tumbl

ble, her gaze shifting uncomfortably as Tris' friends eyed her, their gaze never qui

ed over her. He leaned in, hi

dress for you, didn't she?I think she wants me to get you laid as soon

with a possessiveness that made her skin cra

s liking. His arms tighten around her as he yanked her c

feet ready flee but Tris reflexes were quicker as he caught her right in time and yanked her back on the couch

anger simmering in his eyes. Her head snapped to the side, pain blossoming across

sting from the slap as she felt his hands tearing her

mouth. She kicked and struggled to escape his grip but he was rele

o escape only seemed to fuel his anger. Her kicks agitated him even more

lips and forced the liquid into her mouth. Adele felt helpless, as he tilted th

o her lips pouring more, the sharp taste searing, overw

room leaving her alone with Tris. He did not stopping forcing

struggled to breathe, her

d it com

shallow, her weight overwhelming. All she wanted was to escape this nightmare. The thoughts of her family, her mother, who had ch

hout hesitation, she reached out for the nearest weapon her hands could find which happened to be a big glass bottle, smashing