"Why are you so concerned?", I throw the question at him out of frustration
"Because I can't bear the thought of anything happening to you".
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In the midst of her meticulously controlled life and unwavering pursuit of Ivy League...
TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAIN TRIGGER CONTENT IN ACT OF VIOLENCE, DEPRESSION, SEXUAL ASSAULT WHICH MIGHT BE DISTURBING FOR SOME PEOPLE.
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Marco is towering over her, torturing her to such an extent that she has already passed out. The clips play in front of my eyes, ripping my heart apart, rolling her nipples with his tongue and a shuddering gasp escapes her mouth, while he moans.
Fucking bastard
She tries to push him off her but it's of no use, cause this bastard has tied her with goddamn chains
God
This was his plan to misguide us by placing another girls dead body in the forest while he was torturing her
"God you feel so fucking good" he mutters
"So fucking good, you are all mine, you hear me, all mine" he whispers dirty words to her. My blood boils at 100°celsius, as Carter keeps playing these clips of Marco torturing her. If it weren't, for his goddamn hulk-like men grasping me and my hands handcuffed, I would have lunged myself on him. I close my eyes shut, to stop this deadly theater playing in front of my eyes while I am helplessly stuck with them. Her painful wail chimes, as a tear rolls down my eyes.
"Leave her you fucking bastard" I yelled but he just smirks in retrieval, of course, he is enjoying it. The sound of the lunatic's laugh echoes, staring on my right, Marco comes in view accompanied by his other bodyguards.
He stands in the middle of the empty worn-out wood house which can fall anytime soon, leaning his back against the table, his arms crossed on his chest, he eyes me from up and down enjoying the sight before him. I hauled by his three hulk men, my hands handcuffed at my back.
"Sure thing, lover boy is quite handsome" he sneers the whole room turns into a laughter session.
My blood blotches as my fists itch to touch his face, after what he was doing to Avery, he dares to laugh.
