~𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙽 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙱𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙻𝚈𝙳𝙴~

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪 𝕠𝕟𝕖

*𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕣*

Bellatrix was on her knees, her hands pawing at her captor's stomach like an excited puppy. "Please," she pleaded, her voice desperate and pleading. "I'll be sweet, I'll be a good girl. Just let me see the sunshine. I'll be sweet, I promise."

Her captor looked down at her, his expression unreadable. For a moment, there was silence, broken only by her  ragged breathing. Then, with a sigh, he reached down and grasped her arm, pulling her to her feet.

"Fine," he said gruffly. "But just for a minute. And no funny business."

With a mixture of relief and apprehension, Bellatrix followed him to the window. As she gazed out at the bright sunshine and the world beyond, a sense of freedom washed over her. She closed her eyes, savoring the warmth on her face, determined to hold onto this moment of respite for as long as she could.

Delgado watched Bellatrix as she gazed out the window, a pang of guilt and longing tugging at his heart. He knew he couldn't keep her here any longer, as much as he wanted to. The risk of keeping her against her will was too great, especially with the others growing more restless by the day.

But he also couldn't just let her go. Not yet. Not until he figured out a way to ensure her safety. The others wouldn't understand. They wouldn't see that he was trying to protect her, to keep her safe from their wrath.

As Bellatrix turned away from the window, a smile of pure joy on her face, Delgado made a decision. He would find a way to keep her safe, even if it meant risking everything he had. For now, he would let her enjoy this moment of freedom, knowing that it was only temporary.

As Bellatrix turned away from the window, a sense of gratitude washed over her. She leaned into Delgado, a rare moment of vulnerability showing in her eyes. "'Sanks, Delgado," she murmured, her voice soft. "Y'know, you kinda remind me of my Tigger."

Delgado was taken aback by the comparison but couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth at the unexpected compliment. He placed a hand gently on her shoulder, offering her a small, reassuring smile. "Anytime, Bellatrix," he replied softly. "I'll do my best to look out for you."

"I'm gonna get you outta here, ranita. Don't you worry," Delgado promised, his voice firm and determined. He knew the risks, but seeing the hope in Bellatrix's eyes, he was willing to do whatever it took to keep her safe.

As Bellatrix sat there, enjoying a moment of peace, Delgado watched over her, his stomach churning with dread. He knew that Alvarez and his men would soon arrive, and he dreaded what was about to happen.

Sure enough, the sound of footsteps echoed through the house, followed by the harsh voices of Alvarez and his crew. Delgado stood, his heart heavy, as they burst into the master bedroom. He watched helplessly as they surrounded Bellatrix, their intentions clear.

Despite his best efforts, Delgado knew that he couldn't protect her from this. All he could do was stand by and bear witness to the horrors that were about to unfold.

The tiny woman was snatched up by her jet-black hair, letting out a pained wail that sent shivers down Delgado's spine. He turned and ran for the door, his heart heavy with guilt and sorrow. "I'm so sorry, ranita," he thought, the sound of Bellatrix's screams echoing in his ears.

*

Outside, the night was still and silent, a stark contrast to the chaos unfolding inside. Delgado could hear the sound of clothes ripping, Bellatrix's screams, and Alvarez's yelling, hollering, and cussing. He clenched his fists, his body tense with anger and frustration. He knew he had to do something, but he also knew that he was powerless to stop what was happening.