Part 25- pinpointed💚

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Third person pov

((If sensitive to rape then skip this chapter))

McKenzie put Olivia to bed and tucked her in before she herself went onto the sofa pulling a blanket over her setting an alarm on her cheap phone.

The room she was in was now olivias due to the terrible heating system that made her old room hideously cold.

As McKenzie was nearly asleep she heard a loud bang on the door.

In shock, kenzie jumped before sticking on her shoes and moving towards the door and opening it.

There infront of her stood someone she did not want to see.

"A-Adam?" She spoke petrified. Shaking from the cold and from fear.

"Hello beautiful," he spoke snarling his ugly grin.

Before McKenzie could think what she was going she began to slam the door in his face. However, to her disadvantage Adam was stronger and battled back re opening the door.

"Adam- I - I don't want you here. Please leave my daughter, I-is in the other room," she spoke with tears brewing.

He smiled.

"Don't worry sweet, I won't take long," his grin made McKenzie sick to the stomach.

Adam shut the door and grabbed a hold of McKenzie quickly.

"A-
She tried to squeal but no
                                       Too late..

Adam grabbed a hold of her mouth and slammed her head backwards into the wall, indenting it.

McKenzie, crying , yelped of the pain however it came out as a muffle due to Adams hand.

Burning tears fell down her face as Adam unbuckled his belt.

"Come on pretty, don't want some fun," he chuckled maliciously winking.

Adam made McKenzie so so scared.

She tried to move but he held her firmly, pushing her hands also against the wall.

He unzipped her fly and pushed her jeans to the floor.

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McKenzie squealed, cried and yelped but nothing came out. She began to feel numb, she couldn't do anything. She froze as he raped her unable to do anything.

As he finished, pulling out he grinned graving her face and squeezing it.

"Good girl"

He buckled his belt and just left the crying girl alone on the floor, fully aware of her daughter in the other room...

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