Lorie staggered to her feet, trying to run, but she barely got a step before Robert grabbed her arm, yanking her back with brutal force.
"There is no escaping me," he growled. "Before I throw you into that filthy world, I'll have my turn with you." Without giving her a chance to resist, he dragged her toward the bedroom.
"No, Robert, please," she sobbed, her eyes overflowing with tears. "I'm sorry…I'll do whatever you say—I'll be loyal, I'll make you happy. Just don't send me there. Please, I'm begging you."
"Shut your mouth," he roared, and his hand came crashing down against her cheek once more.
"Uh…" Lorie stumbled onto the bed, falling forward onto her stomach.
Robert followed swiftly. Before she could crawl away, he grabbed her by the ankle and yanked her back, his grip bruising.
"Let go of me," she shouted, struggling beneath him. But he didn't listen.
