Really short chapter, sorry
Drake POV
Drake whipped Brianna's back, not too hard just to remind her that he was there. A gentle tap on the back.
He grinned as he saw her shiver, she stayed still and whimpered like a puppy that was getting hurt, he remembered that noise all too well.
He pushed her onto her front and sat on her back, "Thought you had defeated me, huh?" Brianna didn't respond, just lay there. Awaiting her death, but he wasn't going to kill her. He would use her, one way or another.
Also I'm not implying rape or sex at the end of this, just incase you were wondering.
Thanks for reading! :)