44~ The Irish

Ashley's Pov

I was in the library, minding my own business, when I heard the fire alarm ring through campus. I quickly gather all my things and make a beeline for the door. I have to do a double take when I see the librarian passed out on the floor.

I rush to her side, tossing my belongings on the ground. I start shaking her to wake up. I got no response at all. I was terrified, shivering. Is she dead?

"Some body help!" I screamed.

“Not so fast,” a man says behind me. I was going to turn around, but his hand held my head steady.

“Do you know what we do to women who disobey?” he whispers in my ear. I say nothing while I shake under his hold.

He then pulls me by my hair and slams me against the wall. His heavy body crushes mine, and when I feel his hard length beneath me my heart starts to pound harder.

“Please let me go." I pleaded. "I don’t know what you want!” I plead with the unseen man.

“Oh, sweet Ashley, I think you know what I want. You’re the one I wanted in the first place.”