Had it only been weeks before that I reveled in the feel of his body weight on top of mine?

It felt like a lifetime ago.

I bucked my hips, trying to throw him off, but he was so much bigger than me. Stronger.

I turned my head to the side and closed my eyes, unable to bring myself to look into his eyes. I didn’t want to know what I might see there.

“Please,” I whimpered.

“Shh,mi cariño. Do you really think I am capable of that?”

Yes!I wanted to scream.

He was more than capable of hurting me.

“Look at me, baby.”

“No. Please, just leave me alone.”

“I can’t.”

Tears stung my eyes. “Why not?”

“I don’t know how.”

I shook my head.

“I won’t hurt you,” he said, and I could almost scoff at that. I didn’t care that I couldn’t detect any sarcasm in his words. I knew what kind of man he was, and I didn’t fucking believe he wouldn’t hurt me.

Not when he was keeping me here against my will.

I felt him shift a little on top of me, and then his hand moved down between our bodies and settled solidly on my stomach.

“I wouldn’t hurt you or the baby.”

I stilled and all the breath whooshed out of me.

What the hell did he just say?

Slowly, I opened my eyes. He wasn’t smiling.

A part of me expected him to smirk and tell me he was joking, even if Gabriel didn’t look like the joking kind of man.

It would have been less cruel if he were.

Because I—

Fuck.

He was telling the truth, wasn’t he?

I shook my head.

“Yes,mi cariño.”

My bottom lip trembled.

Just from that one fucking night?