"My back hit the cold wall and I bit my lip in fear as he came closer. Slamming his fist hard against the wall and dangerously close to my head, I winced and squeezed my eyes shut, whimpering in fear. "You bitch." Derrick sneered as he roughly grabbed my chin to which I let out a gasp and shot my eyes wide open. His face was merely inches from mine and I could smell his manly aura as it wafted through my nostrils. My heart drummed harshly against my chest as I took in the proximity between him and I. "You filthy whore of a woman. How dare you go behind my back!" Derrick's voice thundered and I felt tears burn and obscure my vision. I was not going to cry. I will not let him see my weakness. "Derrick, please." I pleaded as I stared at his furious expression. "Please what!" he threatened as he suddenly grabbed my wrists and yanked them harshly above my head. The pain shot up my arm and radiated to my shoulders. "You're hurting me!" I cried out, trying to let him let go of me. Derrick let go and before I could let myself let out a breath of relief, I felt as ringing pain on my cheek. I looked up at my perpetrator, my husband. "Derrick...did you just hit me?" I asked in disbelief. "Act like a whore, get treated like a whore." Was his reply as he left our room. I slid down against the wall and held my burning cheek and let out a sob." Fay Collins is a 24 year old with big dreams as an aspiring paramedic. But then fate somehow gets her in a twist with Derrick King, the Blood Mask's ruthless gang leader who gives Fay two choices - marry me or die.All Rights Reserved