Fisherman's hat

"Let go!" I said desperately, as I moved to get out of his grip. "No, you are my partner, you must behave as such, you are mine, only mine" He said as he grabbed my waist and kissed my neck wildly. "I am not yours, I am not a fucking object" "Nicole, it seems that you did not understand anything" He said, turning me so that his chest is stuck to my face "You are mine since I saw you for the first time, from there I knew that you had to be by my side all my life, I saw you as the mother of my children, since I realized that you had to be only mine, and in that moment I knew that I would not mind doing it, by hook or by crook. I don't mind using brute force, I don't care your feelings. So now, move on, get in the truck" he said taking out the gun he had in his jacket pocket.