**"And Suddenly, All Her Demons Fell Silent on His Lap"**
*"You would be the ruin of me, wouldn't you?" she asked, her voice trembling, a crack in her cold façade.*
*"Yes," he answered, his gaze steady. "Does that scare you?"*
Once the heartthro...
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In the darkness of her feverish nightmare, Venom was thrust into a chaotic tapestry of fragmented memories and haunting visions.
**Flashes of harsh light.** The staccato bursts of gunfire echoed in her mind, each shot a piercing reminder of past violence.
**A glimpse of chains.** Cold metal clinking against a hard surface, binding her hands with an unyielding grip. The sound was almost palpable, the memory of being restrained by a tormenting echo.
**Screams filled the air.** Raw and desperate, their intensity piercing through the layers of her psyche, mingling with the oppressive sense of dread.
**A dark silhouette.** A shadowy figure with a hand prominently displaying a tattoo-an intricate, menacing design that seemed to burn itself into her vision. This symbol, burned into her memory, felt like a brand she couldn't escape.
A little girl stood in the center of the room, her breathing ragged, eyes wide with terror. Chains clinked and clattered as she struggled against her restraints, the metal biting into her skin. Around her, faceless figures moved like phantoms, their laughter echoing ominously. They were the embodiment of her fears, twisted and indistinct, yet terrifyingly real.
A sudden burst of gunfire shattered the oppressive silence, the deafening noise reverberating through the warehouse. The small girl flinched, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to move, but the chains held her fast. Panic surged within her as she watched the shadowy figures advance, their intentions clear in their menacing posture.
"Help me!" she screamed, her voice echoing off the walls, but no one answered. The shadows closed in, their faces still hidden, their hands reaching out to grab her. She fought back with every ounce of strength she had, but it was futile. The chains were unyielding, and her captors were relentless.
These fragmented flashes merged into a feverish haze, a tumultuous storm of sights and sounds that left her breathless and trembling. Each flash was a reminder of the terror she had faced and the darkness she was still trapped in, even in her dreams.
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Back at my room ,I couldn't sleep. The questions kept swirling in my mind: How did Venom get herself into that situation? How did she get injured so badly? None of it made sense. The mansion was eerily quiet, but my thoughts were anything but.
I paced my room, trying to shake off the unease that settled in my chest. Venom was resting in one of the bedrooms in Block B, a place I hadn't explored much. I knew it was equipped with state-of-the-art medical facilities, almost like a mini-hospital. The arrangements shocked me when I first saw them, but now, I was grateful for their existence.
Ace had left strict instructions for the guards and two maids to take care of Venom, but something inside me told me I needed to check on her myself. Ignoring the logical part of my brain, I slipped out of my room and made my way to Block B.
