Blind's Love: A Tale in Shadows

Echoes of Fear

As we entered our room, Boss gently laid me on our bed, his kisses igniting a sense of passion within me.

Lost in the moment, I surrendered to him completely.

His hands roamed over me, their warmth a tender caress that sent shivers down my spine.

His touch was both caring and possessive, making me feel completely his.

"Haa... I've missed you so much, my sweet boy. You have no idea how hard it is for me to stay sane near you," Boss murmured, his lips trailing soft kisses along my neck.

"My sweet boy, tomorrow we'll finally get your surgery done," he whispered, gently nibbling at my neck before his lips found mine in a tender, lingering kiss.

His tongue explored my mouth with a passionate grace, and I couldn't help but moan softly as his hands caressed my body, sending shivers down my spine.

"Haa... Boss," I couldn't help but moan his name.

"Yeah, baby, moan my name," he whispered softly as he removed my shirt, his lips trailing gentle kisses over my chest.

He sucked one of my nipples, nibbling and biting tenderly, while his other hand occasionally pinched the other and roamed lovingly around my waist.

As his kisses deepened, a sudden knock on the door startled me, and I heard a low growl from Boss above me.

"Stay here, baby. Don't come down," he murmured, his voice protective.

I felt him getting up from me, and I quickly covered myself, just in case someone entered.

I stayed quiet, just as Boss had asked, waiting for him while I sat silently on the bed.

My mind replayed the recent moments, and I couldn't help but blush, still feeling the warmth of his touch.

As I was lost in my thoughts, I heard footsteps approaching. A smile formed on my lips. "You're back? Who was it?" I asked curiously, expecting his familiar voice. Instead, there was only silence.

"Boss? Who is it?" I called out again, my heartbeat quickening. The presence in the room felt different, more ominous.

It wasn't my Boss, it was someone else. Fear began to creep in as I couldn't figure out who had entered.

"Ahh... it's been too long, hasn't it, baby?" My breath caught in my throat as I recognized Stop's voice.

"Boss... Boss!" I shouted, desperation seeping into my voice, hoping it might bring him back.

I tried to get up from the bed, but a sharp, stinging pain exploded across my cheek as Stop slapped me hard, sending me crashing to the floor.

"Stop yelling for that fucker. He's getting killed downstairs," Stop sneered, his words dripping with malice.

Panic surged through me, my throat tightening as if invisible hands were choking me. Tears streamed down my face, as horror sank in.

I felt Stop's hand gripping my hair, dragging me mercilessly as I fought against his hold.

I screamed and struggled, as the pain of his hold was unbearable.

Stop's grip tightened like a vise around my hair as he yanked me down the stairs, each step feeling like a descent into darkness.

I stumbled and staggered, my body protesting with every jolt.

Finally reaching the bottom, Stop's push was like a violent gust of wind, knocking me off balance and slamming me onto the unforgiving floor.

The impact stole the breath from my lungs, leaving me gasping for air and struggling to comprehend the sudden brutality of it all.

"You fucker, don't touch my wife!" Boss's voice erupted like thunder, cutting through the chaos with a promise of salvation.

Tears welled in my eyes as I strained to locate him, my hands reaching out instinctively, searching desperately for his reassuring presence.

My heart raced with a mix of fear and relief, clinging to the sound of his voice like a lifeline in the storm.

All I could yearned for was his embrace. I reached out, searching desperately, but my hand was met with searing pain as Stop's foot mercilessly crushed my fingers.

My cries echoed through the room, it felt as though a part of my very being was crumbling away with each passing second.

Yet, paradoxically, amidst the chaos and pain, all I desired was the sweet solace of his embrace.

Even if it meant death was to claim me, my heart whispered its deepest desire, to draw my final breaths in his loving embrace, to feel the warmth of his arms enveloping me one last time.

Boss's voice rang out, a beacon of hope in the darkness.

"Boss, I need you," I cried out, my voice trembling with pain and longing, yet unsure of his whereabouts.

Relief washed over me as someone intervened, pushing Stop away and lifting me up.

"Eul, baby, are you alright?" Emily's voice reached me, filled with concern as she gently rubbed my hand, seeking to ease my pain.

I clung to Emily tightly, seeking refuge in her embrace, but our moment of solace was short-lived.

With a violent tug, she was torn away from me, leaving me alone and vulnerable once more.

As she was forcibly ripped from my grasp, I stumbled backward, falling to the ground, robbed of her comforting presence and the warmth she provided.

Once more, Stop's cruel grip seized my hair, yanking me back into his grasp.

"What did you think, you pathetic slut? Did you think you could leave me and live happily ever after?" His words were like venom, dripping with contempt and malice.

"Did he make you feel good? Are your slutty insides begging for him more?" His taunts felt like knives, ripping at my already wounded soul.

Each word tore at my soul, leaving me feeling raw and exposed, as if I were being ripped apart from the inside out.

"He is more of a man than you are," I retorted, my voice dripping with defiance, aiming to shatter the fragile facade of masculinity he clung to.

A sharp sting erupted across my lips, leaving behind the metallic taste of blood, confirming the blow from Stop's enraged outburst.

"YOU SLUT!" his voice thundered, followed by yet another brutal strike.

As uncertainty clouded my mind about Boss's fate, his absence weighed heavily on my heart.

Though I couldn't discern what they had done to him, the absence of his warmth left a void in me.

Yet, despite the uncertainty, one thing remained clear, if Boss managed to break free from whatever held him captive, he would unleash a wrath upon Stop that would be swift and merciless.

I could only imagine the ferocity with which Boss would confront Stop, ensuring that he faced the consequences of his actions in the most brutal manner possible.

A sudden gunshot shattered the already tense atmosphere, reverberating through the room and causing me to stumble in sheer terror.

Every nerve in my body felt electrified, leaving me paralyzed with dread, uncertain of what horrors awaited in the aftermath of that ominous shot.

Continuation awaits...

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