My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 377

Ignoring his words, I used my knees to kick him in between the legs while he was distracted.

"Ouch!" Calvin grunted in pain and released his grip on me. Taking the opportunity, I climbed out of the bathtub.

He still did not give up and ruthlessly reached out his hand to grab my ankle, tripping me face down to the floor.

I laid flat on my stomach. The impact made me dizzy and a searing pain travelled throughout my body.

Instantly, he got out of the bathtub. He yanked my hair, dragged me up and lifted his hand to slap me on the face.

"What are you running for? You came here willingly. What's the point of acting up?" This man wasn't going to hold himself back. My whole face was swollen and red with just several slaps from him.

I knew that Calvin had a tendency to be violent. Now that we were in a hotel room, all alone with no boundaries, he was unrestrained and ruthless in his actions.

Calvin probably felt that slapping me did not appease his ego enough that he decided to give me a kick in the abdomen.

With his kick, my feeble body slid on the floor that I knocked my forehead at the bottom part of the sink. The burning pain that seared in my abdomen and forehead made me gasp for breath.

I collapsed onto the ground. I no longer had the energy to fight him back. Seeing that I was knocked out, I saw the corner of Calvin's lip curled. He approached me and squatted halfway down.

He stopped, squinted his eyes at me and said, "The moment I set my eyes on you, I couldn't wait to undo you. Who knows maybe Hendrix will leave you after I'm done with you."

I took a cold breath out of pain and glared at him. "Calvin, you'd better not give me a chance to escape out from here, because when I do, you're done."

"Ouch!" He closed his gross mouth on me and bit on my skin. I closed my eyes in pain. It disgusted me thoroughly.

If Kelsey didn't come soon, I was really going to die there.

A loud knock rang from the door and this stopped Calvin from proceeding.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Arianna, you're really asking for death!"

Saying that, he pinched me so hard that I was out of breath from the intense pain.