Ruthless

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That didn't seem to temper his anger because, with an unwavering movement, he plunged the knife inside Nicole's mouth, it emerged through her head all covered with Nicole's deep red blood.

Nicole emitted a guttural sound with a blend of agonizing screams, as blood poured from her mouth relentlessly, showing no sign of ceasing

Doing that damage also didn't seem to satisfy him, so he inserted both of his hands into Nicole's mouth and separated a sizable part of her mandible. That was when a collective scream of terror went off throughout the room.

Kelly's body held onto mine as if it were her sole lifeline, as though her entire existence depended on it. Her quivering figure sent tremors coursing through my own. Because she was so near, her screams felt like torture to my ears, as if she intended to render me deaf.

Whereas I couldn't move or make a sound. The scene was so brutal it left me numb, with only a constant, echoing sensation in my body.

Nor could I tear my eyes from Nicole's, who was writhing in pain. She almost looked like those characters in a horror movie.

"Adam, why would you do that? Look, you've made yourself dirty with her blood. We have very important guests coming out very soon, and look at you!" Allison hissed through clenched teeth.

This man had just attacked someone and she was worried about the dress getting dirty.

Adam, whose name I just found, stands there, unfazed by her outburst, his emotionless eyes locked onto Nicole, who seemed close to passing out or maybe....

Allison narrowed her eyes for a split seconds before letting out a defeated sigh when Adam made no effort to acknowledge her. Clear frustration seemed to boil within her.

Suddenly, she turns her attention towards you, her gaze piercing and filled with anger. I feel an odd sense of detachment, as if you've become immune to all kinds of emotion in this tense moment. Your feet remain frozen in place as you watch her approach.

Kelly, who had been clinging to you, senses the tension and starts crying louder. Just as Allison is about to reach you, a massive figure steps in between, acting as your shield.

"Don't you dare touch her." Only when my savior spoke did I finally realize that the imposing figure was none other than Colten. Time seems to stand still as you watch this silent standoff unfold. Allison, her tone threatening, breaks the silence.

"Move, boy, if you know what's good for you."

When Colten refused to budge, Allison delivered another warning. "I'm giving you one last opportunity. Move," she warns.

Anxiety surged within me as I dreaded the potential harm that might befall Colten. Without hesitation, I decided to step in before the situation could escalate any further. I gently placed my palm on Colten's back and implored him to look in my direction.

"Colten, please, move," I pleaded.

"But-" Unhappy, Colten started to voice his objections, but I swiftly interrupted.

"Please," I begged.

With an air of defeat, Colten closed his eyes, his nostrils flaring in an attempt to control his anger. Suddenly, he reopened his eyes and gave a resolute nod before stepping aside.

Allison's initially angry expression transformed into a small smile as soon as her eyes met mine. It was evident that this woman had some serious issues.

She extended her hand toward me, and I gazed at her with a puzzled expression, not fully comprehending her request. Seeing my confusion, she decided to relieve me of the pressure and spoke softly, "Return what belongs to me."