SCARLET SECRETS (18+)

*MATURE* *18+*
My heart beats rapidly to a punishing rhythm as I break out in a dead sprint in the pitch-black alleyway, constantly tripping and falling over abandoned trashcans and city junk.

It isn't until I feel the cooling of wetness all over my cheeks that I realize I'm sobbing dramatically.
Biting my lip, I hold my cries long enough to continue running silently, when I'm snatched by heavy hands from a dark corner behind a large brick building and tackled to the ground.

Rough and calloused hands, large enough to wrap around my throat and a little more, cut off my entire air supply. So much so that my throat seizes to produce the incessant sobs it had moments ago. Starting to frantically panic, I try to slap and claw off the hands squeezing so hard pinpricks of stars light up my eyes as blood fails to reach my head. Eventually, I can no longer feel and feeling in my fingers, toes, and face, my body locking up.

Other than the rolling. I can't see, hear, or sense a thing. Almost like my senses have also been snatched, kidnapped, and held captive. The large figure above me grunts when the last of the fight has left my body, pulls me up swiftly, and finds an even darker shadow to squeeze up against, holding me to his front, with his hand having released my throat and now tightly held over my mouth.

"أميرة darling, what did I say about trying to fight me?" I'm pulled even closer to an unrelenting, hard chest. "Stop fucking resisting. Let me figure it out."

(This is a romance novel. Reader discretion is highly advised)