Bellona was flung on the bed mercilessly. "Prez, what are you doing?" As she saw Preston she tried sitting up on the bed but her question was left unanswered. Preston pushed her again onto the bed and grabbed onto her clothes. She got scared as she saw the look in his eyes, it was calm yet too deadly. She was familiar with the emotion in his eyes.
Bellona quickly knock over into reality and seeing his strong hand reaching its way to her upper clothes she hugged herself and cried out, "What are you doing? Stop!"
Preston remained silent but the look in his eyes got intense. He looked into her eyes and then grabbing her both hands he held them up her hand. As in he did not care whether she would be hurt.