Heated desires

Woman in distres part 2

Gorgeous Anna Pov.
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1) who's your fave character ?
2) what do you think is going to happen ?
3) do you think Carl is just a psycho or does he have a real motive for why he did those things to Shylone?
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Shylone on the side >>> and I know the pic is errrum... yeah but, its the only pic with jessica alba with near white hair. also, i was going to have emilia clarke as Shylone ..let me know who you think should be shylone.
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"You've been a very naughty girl" Carl states before snatching the phone and hanging it up. I stare in complete fear.

Carl grabs my hair and slaps me. My head snaps to the side while my hand rubs my sore cheek. Damn he really is pissed off now! My eyes water from the sting on my cheek and the harsh fact that I am now in deeper trouble.

Carl drags me out the bathroom into the room with me yelling and kicking. Carl stop ! Stop it ! Carl picks me up by my hair and throws me on the bed.

"You'll be sorry for this" he warns before throwing my phone against the room wall. He marches out the room.




"Are you ready for round two?" He questions before setting up a tripod. My face must of resembled a rather disturbed and shocked expression because it caused Carl to let out a dark humorless chuckle.

"I think you would rather enjoy this. I mean no one can fill that tight hole of yours like I can and no one ever will." I loved dirty talk, but at this moment it made me want to vomit.

I try to scoot away from the edge of the bed, but I was too slow. Carl grabbed my ankles and pulled me to him. His manhood poking my womanly treasure.

Although I was still naked, Carl had on boxers and a long shirt. Lucky me. I wiggled under his touch trying to get away.

"Stop moving !" Carl growls. "Shylone ! Shylone ?" A familiar voice echoes throughout the house. Carl eyes widen in recognition as his movement stills. "You- you called M-Mr. Sm- Luke ! But why?" He muttered the last part right before looking at me with a silly yet knowing smirk.

"Tsk tsk sweet heart, you've really done it now" he warns before running behind the room door.

I stare at him questionably and confuse until I saw Luke quickly and angrily make his way to me. Carl slyly came from behind the door with the pistol in his right hand that was currently cocked back.