This is the 2nd completed installment to the Closer Trilogy!
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He leaned in fast, crashing his lips onto my mouth as my one free hand beat at his chest, trying to flung him off. Confusion and pain rose in me as his wet lips assaulted mine over and over again.
I hated when Henry did this. I hated it when he used physical force to get his way.
With all my strength, I managed to throw him off me and break free for a moment. I rushed out of the closet, but he caught up to me in little time, hauling my weight in his arms.
Still holding onto me, he dropped us both down on the bed. He mounted on top of me at my hips and as I writhed under his restraint, he captured both my wrists with his hands, pressing them deep into the surface of the bed.
My struggling halted. I didn't want to look at him right now. If he wanted to do it, then just let it be over with already.
I was sick and tired of this vicious, repetitive game. "Do it then, Henry. Just do it!"
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*** Intended for audiences 18 and older.
*** Book 2 of the Closer Trilogy, a Dark Romance
NO TRANSLATIONS ALLOWED!
A Henry Cavill Fanfiction
Freya Jones is a psychiatrist, trying to understand the psychotic minds for a specific Psych ward, Oak Valley Psychiatric Hospital. Recently, she was given a patient, Archer Williams, who was known for murdering his last 23 shrinks.
She walks into the interrogation room to see Archer strapped down giving her a cold glare and a smirk on his face.
"Come to fix me?" He asked intriguingly.