Page 14 of Owned Bratva Bride

“You said you like adventures. Just see this as one,” he urged, sliding the glass closer to me.

“Nope. I don’t just dive into anything in the name of being adventurous.”

“Alright, alright.”

He lifted his hands in mock surrender, making me smile.

“Come on, let’s dance.”

“Okay,” I agreed.

His hands were around my waist as we moved with several others on the makeshift dance floor. One song faded into another, and then another—a much slower one.

Justin brought his lips closer to mine. I didn’t step back as he kissed me, nor did I kiss back at first. I started kissing him back as his hand slid to my neck. His tongue swiped my lower lip, and I ended the kiss.

His charming smile was on his face again.

“What do you say we leave this place?”

Grateful he was sensitive enough to know I was getting uncomfortable, I nodded enthusiastically.

“Let’s go through here. The front is packed,” he told me, leading me out through the back door with an arm around my shoulder.

The early night was cooler when we got to the back alley.

Justin suddenly stopped moving.

Looking up at him with questioning eyes, I asked, “What?”

He pushed me backward, and my back hit the hard brick wall. There was that smooth smile again.

“You look so hot tonight, you know?” he rasped, his hand twirling a lock of my hair as he inclined his head toward mine.

“You said that already,” I pointed out, trying to mask my worry with a chuckle.

His leg forced its way between my legs, lifting the hem of my short dress even higher.

“What—”

“I want a taste of you. I’ve been a good boy all night, haven’t I?” he cut in, his hand landing on my breast through the soft material of my dress.

Alarms went off in my head.

Am I about to be raped?

Even typical date rape cases didn’t happen in public, did they?

“Justin, stop!”

His lips came over mine rather harshly as he squeezed my left breast hard, his lower body holding me against the wall.

No, this can’t happen to me.

I tore my lips away from his.

“I’ll scream!”

“From an alley behind a bar? You should be smarter than that.”