I pressed my hands on my chest and made an attempt to flee.
Caradoc did not allow me the opportunity to escape and instead pressed his arms even more firmly around me.
He brutally ripped the back of my garment in two as he was holding me in his arms. “Ah!”
He grabbed me with one hand while using the other to take down my dress and then my trousers. When he was through, he left me nude with my buttocks and breast exposed to him.
I experienced an abrupt coldness all over my body. "Caradoc Capell! ", my blood began to boil. You maniac!"
He pressed his large palm on my breast, rubbed it violently, and then threw me onto the sofa, Caradoc glared harshly at my shoulders and back while I was exposed.
"Mrs. Capell, don't forget your identity!"
I fought back the tears as I clung to the expensive garment that Caradoc had just destroyed and hung on to it.
"Aaron was the one who was responsible for setting up the gathering for that particular evening.