Chapter 2: Escape Again and Pay the Price

A crafty smirk played at the corners of his lips, utterly unfazed by her threats. As he unfastened the row of buttons down her back, his palm grazed sensitive spots, coaxing an involuntary moan from Giselle. For Henry Jefferson, the sound was intoxicating. He was delighted with her body’s response, his actions becoming increasingly unrestrained. “Scoundrel! Get off me!” Giselle fought back with hands and feet, but he held her down firmly. Henry seized her flailing ankles, his grip easily encircling her delicate, pale wrists. Lifting her legs onto his forearm, he cautioned, “Don’t move; I don’t want to hurt you.” “Don’t touch me! Get away, I don’t like you!” Henry gazed down at Giselle, his expression unusually serene yet his actions brutal. He tore open his shirt, sending buttons scattering in all directions. Discarding the shirt, Henry pinned her down with an almost obsessive force, demanding, “Why don’t you like me?” Learning of Giselle’s escape had driven him to fury. As t