"Leslie turned to evade his outstretched arms, but was brought up short when one of his hands tangled itself in the streaming strands of her hair. She twisted about, the movement bringing a shooting pain to her head as his hold tightened. 'You’re hurting me,' she cried from between clenched teeth.
'Then don’t fight me,' he warned her."
Reader submission by theahole who noted that this is the love interest.
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Love Has No Mercy -- Eleanor Woods
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