The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0275
Terry laughed again. “Piper, did you truly believe that once I brought you to this room, I would ever give you the chance to leave
it?”
“I can’t stay here.”
He pressed himself against my back. I felt his growing hardness along my backside.
In my ear, he whispered cruelly, “You don’t have a choice.”
At once, my body reacted on its own. Remembering the training I did with Nicholas, I lifted on leg, then slammed my foot down
hard onto Terry’s toes.
His leather shoes were expensive but flimsy. Everything he owned was built for appearance not durability. My heel crunched right
down to his bones.
His hold on me loosened and I stumbled forward. I didn’t make it far, before he grabbed the back of my dress in to handfuls and
ripped it in half, pulling it from my body.
I stumbled forward in my bra and panties.
Terry tossed the ruined fabric aside and grabbed at me. I dodged, avoiding his first attempt, but I hadn’t expected that he would
anticipate the move.
He hooked his arm around my waist, then lifted me, and threw me down on the bed.
Panicking, I clutched at my necklace, squeezing it tightly. I kept my arms tight to my chest. But he was able to overpower me. He
grabbed one of my wrists and yanked it upright.
With the quickness and ease that must have come from practice, Terry locked my hand into one of the cuffs. He moved slowly
around me, locking me in, one cuff at a time, until both my
wrists and ankles were bound.
No amount of struggling seemed to make a difference. He had simply overpowered me. And now the chains did the work.

He stood by the bed, crossed his arms and smiled. “You look good like this. Although...” His eyes narrowed in on the pendent
around my throat. “Did one of the princes give you that? Nicholas, I presume?”
It had been Julian’s gift, but I wasn’t going to tell him a damn thing.
He grabbed the pendent and tugged. The chain snapped at the back of my neck and the necklace pulled free.
He threw it on the ground and then smashed it under his heel for good measure.
“They don’t own you anymore, Piper. I do.”
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“N–no one owns me!” I shouted, fear making my voice quake. Had the pendant worked? Or had Terry’s smashing it disturbed the
signal somehow?
I couldn’t stand the thought of being trapped here at the mercy of Terry, without anyone knowing where I was.
Maybe no one was coming to my rescue.
I pulled at my bounds with renewed fervor. I had to save myself. I couldn’t rot in here.
I couldn’t let this vile man touch me!
I was still a virgin. If he... If...
No!
Terry kneeled on the edge of the bed. His gaze trailed down the length of me and then back up again. He traced his fingers along
my panty line. I squirmed away as best I could but I couldn’t go far enough.
He could look and touch his fill and there wasn’t anything I could do about it.
“I will break you down to nothing and rebuild you into just how I want you,” Terry said. His smile twisted, vindictive. “I like the
ones with fight in them. It makes it all the more satisfying when you come to heel.”

“I will never submit!” I said, as strong as I could.
He trailed one lone finger up my stomach to the valley between my breasts. “You will eventually, Piper. They always do.”
Tears welled in my eyes, but I refused to give into terror or doubt.
Nicholas and Julian would come. They would.
Suddenly, there was a loud pound against the door.
Both Terry and I snapped our gazes to look.
A half–second of silence followed, then a batch of hurried footsteps, and BAM.
The door broke open. Wood splintered in all directions. That beautiful, expensive door was totally trashed.
Good.
Standing over the wreckage, totally shifted into wolf form, was Nicholas.