Chapter 103

A shiver ran down Latisha's spine, and heat flooded her cheeks. She turned her head, avoiding his gaze.

He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the shower, setting her down in the tub.

Latisha nervously wrung her hands. A part of her wanted to resist; her stomach was already aching. But she knew she had no right to refuse. Any rejection would only be met with more force.

Warm water cascaded over her head, soaking her to the skin in an instant. He was, technically, helping her wash, but his intentions were clear, and they had little to do with bathing. Soon enough, his hands were wandering, his actions turning into something else entirely.

Latisha gritted her teeth against the discomfort, enduring his advances late into the night. By the end, she didn't even remember how she fell asleep. In a hazy stupor, she thought she heard him whisper something in her ear.

She wasn't sure, but it sounded like, "Let's have a child."

Her eyes fluttered open, gazing at the blurry face hovering above her. Then, all the strength left her body, and she plunged into darkness.