9. Challenging himself!

Aurora's POV

I stepped back when he placed me down. I know my eyes had shown him nothing but my weakness.

I was still trembling with the cold and my hair was dripping.

He looked at me with a blank look like he didn't notice me stepping back but he did. He noticed it and that was my first realisation that if he is calm then he is more mad.

"We can visit the swimming pool again, if you insist..."

He cocked his eyebrow.

"Are you going to rape me?"

I sobbed while clutching on my arms tightly as if it would have saved me.

"Rape?"

He chuckled.

"I would call it pleasure..."

I followed his movements when he went to my closet and grabbed a towel.

I couldn't understand what he meant, how can I get pleasure when I don't want him to touch me. When I am terrified of him.

I flinched when he stood behind me and started drying my wet hair. He ruffled them gently.

"Rape is when woman doesn't enjoy it, it hurts her, she feels disgusted and she doesn't feel good..."

I stood there froz