Deformed Beauties 2.0

Once again, his stone cold fist made a agonizingly impact across her already beaten face. Her body had been exploited to various levels of pain.

This was just a game to him, trying to get to the highest level.

"You like that don't you?" His voice as dusgusting as his face, "Being beaten by yours truly?"

With the intention to cause more pain, Jeff carelessly grabs her hair and pulls her head upwards. She helplessly looks up, and stares into his lustful burnt eyes.

Amber's lungs instinctly tighten up as the desperate need of air grew, but his hand was locked around her neck. He watches her and takes in all of her purposeful tears and weakish cries.

Without a warning, his massively disfigured lips forceable press against her perfect shivering teeth. Amber squeezes her eyes shut, trying to block out the image of his tongue invading hers.

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*Warning!!!*

This book is gonna be really messed up. I'm trying to give Jeff the imagine of an psycho that hasn't had normal human contact in years. So naturally, he doesn't know how to response to love. Not for sensitive readers.