Chapter 91. I'm Not Your Bitch

Clarabelle trembled. The pounding in his chest still hadn't subsided. Itchy on her cheeks, lips, and body, to the most important part of her femininity. Tears rolled down Clarabelle's cheeks again. Slowly, half on all fours, Clarabelle made her way to the bathroom. She closed the door and knelt against the bathroom door.

“Jordan… you are so mean to me… It hurts so much…” Clarabelle watched her body. There were bruises, red, and scrapes everywhere.

Clarabelle couldn't remember how much Jordan tugged and then pushed her. Jordan touched her roughly, on purpose to hurt Clarabelle. Letting go of desire and anger, Jordan uttered swear words and insults at Clarabelle.

“I'm not your bitch… I am not a whore, no…” Clarabelle whispered as she covered her face with her hands.

Broken and sick, was how Clarabelle felt. If she could choose, Clarabelle would go. Unfortunately, Clarabelle couldn't do it. James would be judged badly. James was not a bad guy. Clarabelle could actually see James getti