A young woman's bedroom is usually a sanctuary, off-limits to anyone but her boyfriend.
Erin Xavier had only ever paused briefly at the doorway, never stepping inside.
The night was dark, the wind and rain raging outside.
A nudge of his knee was all it took to shove the partially closed door wide open.
Against the beige sheets, her dark green dress was a stark contrast.
Zoe Pierce struggled weakly, a final protest. "This isn't right... Erin Xavier... Stop..."
Her resolve was crumbling, but she was met with a pair of predatory eyes.
Erin Xavier's fingers traced lightly in her palm as he made a hypocritical promise. "Zoe, I promise I won't go all the way."
But Zoe Pierce didn't believe him. She had just experienced his methods.
She scrambled back a few steps on the bed. "Erin Xavier, that's enough..."
What he had already done was nearly the same as what Chase Shaw had.
