Chapter 344

"You brute!" Calla raised her hand and slapped Mercer across the face.

As the sound of the slap echoed in the air, Mercer's eyes grew even darker. His cold gaze made Calla shiver.

The next moment, he trapped her against the desk. Her face was squashed against the wooden surface, and her body was pressed against the hard wood of the sharp corner, causing her stomach to ache.

"Mercer, you bastard! What do you think you're doing?" Calla shouted, though her voice had lost its strength.

Mercer twisted one of Calla's arms behind her back, pinning her to the desk, leaving her completely immobilized.

She could barely move now. Her arm felt like it might snap.

"What do you think? I'm going to teach you how to be a submissive woman!" Mercer hissed through gritted teeth.

Realizing his intentions, Calla was mortified and tried to kick him with her high-heeled shoes. But he grabbed her slender waist with one of his large hands.

Calla was desperate by this point. She knew he wouldn't let