Chapter 4

Jeffery angrily threw me into the car. I instinctively tried to escape, but he grabbed my wrist forcefully.

In the next moment, he pinned my hands down and pushed me onto the back seat.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Jeffery clenched his jaw, smiling as he lowered his voice.

"What? You see your old flame once, and you've gone out of my control?”

Seeing his frenzied state, I struggled a few times.

"Jeffery, calm down. Don't do this."

"Why are you pretending? It's not like we haven't slept together before."

"Why act like such a chaste woman? Putting on a show for Dylan?"

Jeffery gripped my chin, forcing me to look at him.

His grip was so strong that it brought involuntary tears to my eyes.

"Naomi, should I remind you just how slutty you are?"

My mind went blank.

It was as if I was back to that terrifying night seven years ago.

On my 18th birthday, Dylan had already made plans with me.

He was going to take me for a ride along the coastal road on his bike.

His red ears