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Silence Has Secrets.

LECTURAS 14
Votos 2
Partes 1
Hora <5 mins

LECTURAS 14
Votos 2
Partes 1
Hora <5 mins

I'm sorry, let me go!
I won't say a thing to anyone!

She cried out on her knees.

A mischievous smile escape his lips. He clasped her in his arms and pulled her harshly, she lost her balance and ended up in his chest.

Her breathing turned labored and her whole body felt on fire.

He twisted her arm behind her back and pushed her into him.

"Mi amor...! You are so beautiful that I cannot let you out of my sight. Honestly, I don't like to hurt you, but you know, you're forcing me to". He kissed the trembling girl.

"I'm sorry please don't punish me..." The crying girl implored hiccuping.

"Shhhh! He said placing a finger on his lips.

"I have forgiven you, thank your Stars that I'm in a good mood today. So next time you try something that will make anyone suspicious at all..." 

His eyes narrowed into slits, and he increased the pressure in his grip which made her winced in sheer pain.

"Then I'm going to make sure you're sorry for the rest of your life!" He said off the top of his head.

Tears of pain and anguish were streaming down poor Zeenah's face as she stared at the heartless man before her who's turned her life into hell ever since she met him.

Events of that night came back rushing like a plague.

She clearly remember what happened that night, she could never forget. Never!!

She wished to go back in time, she would've stopped herself from going out that day.

Her life was a peaceful and happy one with her mom, dad and her little baby sister. Not until she met him, everything came to a halt the day she had gone to meet her aunt.Todos los derechos reservados

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jue, jun 24, 2021

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