He painfully grabbed my wrist, bending it the wrong way; before trying to make me face him once more. "look at me..." His voice rang of anger and determination in his voice, "look at me...!" Once again, over and over, my thoughts going from fear to utter panic. He just kept screaming. Over and over. "LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME RIGHT NOW DAMMIT!" My eyes locked tight. I could feel his eyes burning into the back of my head , he was quite for long moments. Then with a grunt, moving his cold hands under my shirt and onto my warm stomach. I screamed out of shock, and fear. And I struggled and fussed squirming in his grasp around my waist, grunting "LET ME GO!!" I would scream, my voice full of fear. And he sensed it. He sensed my fear like a wolf senses the weak animal in a herd. He laughed deeply, horribly, "heh heh.." He would growl. I was his prey. (Parental desecration is advised) This book will contain- Sexual content Swearing And Disturbing Scenes/Descriptions. (You have been warned.)