"I'll let the world burn," Cat Noir whispered, his voice barely above a breath, as he reached out to gently touch Ambar's cheek. His touch was warm against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine as she met his intense gaze.
"Just to hear you call...
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( Warning ⚠️ SA , Gore , sensitive concept)
"Mom is totally going to kill me," she muttered under her breath, frustration evident as she held her phone aloft, attempting to catch a signal.
"Two bars?!" Her eyes darted to the screen, disappointment and annoyance mingling. "What's the point of having an iPhone if I can't even get decent signal!"
She made another futile attempt, waving her hand in the air like a lunatic in hopes of a connection. It was 11:30 at night, and she found herself lost in the dimly lit streets of Paris, far from home, burdened with heavy grocery bags.
In the distance, thunder rumbled, a foreboding sign of the approaching storm. "Oh no, no, no," she muttered, realizing she had no umbrella. She glanced up, the moon obscured by dark clouds rapidly advancing towards her. Hastening her pace, she shoved her phone into her jacket pocket, her urgency mounting.
"Why didn't I listen to mom?" Panic edged her voice as she fretted over her predicament, lost and now facing an impending downpour.
Her steps quickened, a desperate search for shelter, the weight of the bags in her hand growing with each step, until her right hand went numb. With a frustrated sigh, she released the heavy burden, taking a moment to catch her breath before mustering the strength to continue.
"Why are these bags so heavy?!" She groaned, frustration evident as she straightened up, determined to find refuge before the storm hit.
The streets became darker and darker by the second as she walked away from the storm, making it hard to see anything . She takes her phone flashlight, then she sees an alley with a small cover on the wall .
She walks there going under the cover sheltering her .
" At least it's better here than out there without shelter." Ambar scrunched down her hands supporting her head, she sights deeply the cold already sipping to her skin. Her body starts shivering as the rain starts strong with violent wind.
She hurries her head into her hands trying to muffle the sounds , when all of the sudden she felt a heavy pressure on her shoulders .
" What the- " a homeless man was touching her shoulder as he was grinding down at her a sadistic look on his face.
" Well well well what do we have here ? Finally something I can fuck ~ "
Ambar immediately tried to get up and run her every instinct yelling at her to get away but the man was strong enough to keep her still in her position , she even tried to scream but the man gets out a knife puting it around her neck .
" Try and scream la pute and you'll see what happens," her eyes widens as a tear runs down her cheek .
He takes his knife down her closed jacket his eyes going lower to her pants.
