"Arjan..." Taylah's voice was barely above a whisper, her vision still blurry in the dim light. His face was shadowed, but before she could fully process what was happening, his lips crashed onto hers. Her pupils dilated in shock. She struggled against him, trying to push him away, but he was too strong. With ease, he pinned her wrists above her head, trapping her beneath him. His kiss was wild, rough, and forceful. The overpowering scent of alcohol on his breath made her stomach churn with nausea. "Arjan... you... you're drunk," she managed to say between his relentless kisses, her voice trembling. "Don't... don't do something you'll regret later..." She twisted beneath him, trying to break free, but his grip only tightened. He pulled away slightly, his dark eyes filled with something unreadable. Then, a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "But you like it when I touch you, don’t you?" His voice was low, taunting. Taylah felt her entire body freeze. Fear and disgust twisted
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