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The bed creaked under Rose's weight as she sat there In a towel, the sounds reminded her why she didn't like this place very much. Maybe she was supposed to be glad? Glad that Matthew had found out somehow that she was with Valice? Or Glad that he had kidnapped her and brought her to hide In this motel?

The motel part wasn't her favorite, but she blamed it on the few days of luxury she had spent with Valice. It was dirty and under-kept. But anything was better than being held captive In that building, and being surrounded by Its frightening tales of murder. At least there was one thing to be hopeful for, apart from the unsatisfying environment and Matthew being Matthew and keeping her In the dark about his plans or next moves, everything else was manageable.

She dabbed her body lightly, just to soak up as much water as she could from her body, she didn't know the conditions the towel had been kept In before It was given to her, so she wasn't going to rub a possible doormat all around her body. Just like before, she was back to repeating outfits but unlike now, the outfits were washed and dried the night before repeat.

Tight dinner dress, creaky bed, and a slightly smelly blanket as the only source of warmth. These complications made Rose want to run back to the building and eat some rich man chicken. She wasn't very opportune In her hometown, but she never experienced such conditions before, nevertheless Rose was determined to suck It all up and follow Matthew's plans, whatever It was.

Rose pursued sleep for a long time, she had no watch or phone to know what exactly the time was, but she knew somehow that she was probably—If not the only one—one of three people awake In the whole motel. However, she knew her predicament became worse when Valice's face kept flashing In her mind. Anytime she saw him or heard his voice, she would turn. That's how she tossed and turned until the whole gray bed sheet was drawn from Its tucked ends to the middle all bunched under her,

She let out an audible sigh Into the darkness. Her hand crawled stealthily but hesitantly towards the hem of her dress, lifting It to bunch around her waist. Valice In his briefs flashed through her mind as If prompting her to continue, she complied. She was bare under so the journey stopped a little early. Spreading her legs a little apart, she trailed her fingers around her tummy and she blew out a breath before licking her dry bottom lip.

Let go, love,

Valice In her mind whispered, and she went for It. She had never done this before, how was she supposed to make It feel like Valice was the one down there? Her slim fingers did nothing to compare to Valice's wide and thick fingers. And the dirty words too, she needed Valice's plump lips tickling her ear, his throaty voice whispering unfiltered words while he drove her to the peak of ecstasy.

Just with his fingers

She pulled her hand out, wiped her wetness on the sheets, and fixed her dress, she couldn't do anything for herself, no matter how hard she tried, amongst other feelings, she felt at the moment, she felt annoyed the most. She was annoyed that by thinking about Valice, she had made herself hotter and bothered than at the start of the night. She was annoyed, after trying to run away from him, she still couldn't do anything for herself without his help.

She still thought about him and the way he could make everything better. She shut her eyes and counted to ten then started over...

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The distant ringing stopped for a moment then continued Its second cycle, the sharp ringing somehow louder this time.

Still, Valice Ignored It.

His shaky hand brought the cold glass to his lips and he took a sip of the whisky. He just stared straight ahead, he didn't look away from the wall In front of him.

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