My words infuriate her beyond her tolerance level.
"You, filthy woman. I’ll kill you." Megan lunges over me, her eyes blazing with fury.
But before she can reach me, I quickly sidestep and grab her arm, using her momentum against her. She stumbles forward, off balance, and I take advantage of the opportunity to wrap my arms around her waist, pinning her arms to her sides.
With fierce determination, I drag her backward, away from the door, and slam her onto the floor. The air rushes out of her lungs as she hits the ground, and for a moment, she lies there, dazed and helpless.
I straddle her, my legs on either side of her hips, and lean down, my face inches from hers. My breath comes in short gasps, and my heart races with adrenaline. I feel a surge of power and satisfaction as I look down at her, finally at my mercy.
I yank on her hair, making her whine.