This thought ran ragged circles through her, even as he shoved her roughly against the wall, hiking up one of her legs to wrap around his waist, manoeuvring her like she were a doll. I love him, she thought dazedly, even as his beautiful long fingers squeezed the sides of her throat, making her head dizzy and her vision dim. Merlin, how stupid of me, to have fallen in love with this man. 