He pins you against the wall beside the bookshelf. "What did you just say?" He asks, his voice filled with as much shock as jealousy. In response to your protests, he grips your wrists together in one hand. "Say that again." He demands.

"I said I won’t marry you." You repeat your earlier words of anger. Without a second thought, he crashes his lips on yours forcefully. He pulls away to growl

"You're mine, and you'll marry me, no matter what." in your ear, biting the earlobe gently.