Part 29 - I'm here, I'm with you

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Warning!

The content in this chapter will be somewhat mature, focusing less on the enjoyable parts and more on serious themes such as sexual harassment, torture, rape, and more. Proceed at your own discretion! - Sorry :(


Porsche POV

I woke up in Ling's room, and it didn't make sense. Why was I here? Kinn was here, it wasn't a dream!

"Porsche? You're finally awake," Ling said, his hands full of blood and holding a bag.

"Ling... what did you do?" I asked in fear, my whole body trembling.

"Kinn thought he could come here! As if this is his home," Ling walked toward the table and opened a bottle of wine.

I couldn't speak a word.

"Oh, and of course, I had to kill his cousin and the rest of his people."

"Ling...."

"Oh, don't worry, I'm not that cruel. Pete and Tankhun are alive," Ling took a sip from the bottle.

"Where are they?"

"Entertaining my guards, of course," Ling wiped his mouth from the wine.

"Take me to Kinn now!" I shouted.

Ling opened the bag and held Kinn's severed head in his hand. "Here he comes to you," Ling threw Kinn's head.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed uncontrollably.

"Porsche, wake up!!"

"Come on, Porsche! Wake up!!"

I opened my eyes and saw Kinn in front of me, hugging me tightly. I started crying hard, I don't know how it makes me feel.

"Porsche, it was a dream, you're here! You're not there anymore," Kinn kept kissing my head.

"Kinn, you're alive," I cried and hugged him tightly.

"Yes, I'm here, I'm with you," he wrapped his arms around me. I can't believe I missed his touch.

"I'm sorry, it's all because of me," if I had just listened to him and stayed away from Ling, none of this would have happened.

"It's not because of you," Kinn tried to comfort me, but I needed to confess.

"It is, I met Ling that day, I planned to run away... to escape from here, and then he gave me a phone."

"Porsche... calm down, this isn't good for you," Kinn tried to calm me.

"That phone is what brought down all the systems in the house," I cried. I know now Kinn is going to hate me.

"Porsche, do you believe him?" Kinn asked, "They managed to hack our system from the inside... he sent a spy," Kinn tried to explain.

"You hate me," I cried, knowing it was all because of me. "Everything that happened to me there, I deserve it, I was stupid, I let him break in here."

"Don't you dare say that again, none of this is your fault! And even if it was because of the phone he gave you." Kinn brushed my hair behind my ear.

"It's my fault, I..."

"No, it's my fault. I should have made you feel at home, and I didn't do that," Kinn apologized.

"That's not true, you did try to get close to me, and I didn't let you," I cried and hugged him tightly, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Don't hate me!"

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