“Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls. He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in one of his in a viselike grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the wall using his hips. Holy shit.
Oh well, what can I say?
Honestly though, I don’t think I could have gotten as far as Ana did. To the really amazing Christian of Fifty Shades Darker.
The moment he first showed her the Red Room of Pain my exact thoughts were: ANA, RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, GIRL! GET THE HECK OUT OF THERE! FAST!
This could be dangerous… and interesting!