f restrained by shackles that he

wasn't what scared her, it was the fact that she couldn't move and another

knew another pair awaits. She could hear the heavy footsteps that approach

? She t

trocity have t

had an abnormal weight of pride, she

it have

ng and stinging the still protruded skin. It

ad been. She was now sorry she hadn't given in and she was even sorr

her, just as they had been that night and now since she could clearly

rture, then kill her. That was what the whips and the knives wer

how she w

completely

nted and redeem

ried like she had pro

t even lost h

ld she jus

living out her life. She was just 22 after all, she had so muc

oticed him stepping closer. His steps were large and steady and

ce, but despite that, she still felt

ed her chin, forcing her to look into his dark, empty eyes.

her submit. You see those whips." He gestured to his t

ed to spicily ask him what, but her fear

he was scared, he could tell, yet that wouldn't stop him from finishin

s— That's all you have to say and all this torture will stop then maybe we'll get to the good part." He grabbed a kni

, Lexie knew it too. He'd kill her… consideri

ed under her breast, Lex

ng whatever she had to say hard. "I... I...I." The words were stuck in her throat, But when the knife slowly ran down h

long predicted would come. But surprisingly, that pain

his lips as his fingers dipped down her neck then drew lines along her jaw. "You c

g out a silver key. He used it to unlock her shackles and immediatel

tenuousness, she put up a fight, struggling to

when a voluptuous and beautiful woman held on to stubbornness and it was even more alluring when th

ew she was hungry, she hadn't eaten a thing since she passed out yesterday

a minute. She was scared of him, he had the potential to get rid of her at any time convenient

laced on a wooden chair and a plate consisting of two w

tremor running down her spine w

stead, she looked down at her nakedness and said.

p, forcing her face up and her gaze once again met his co

till, she held onto her degrading pride. "I won't eat, there's food at my house. My mother

table and her eyes rose to

more fear in her already quivering heart. It was

appeared on his lips. "I never asked if your mom cooked or not, in fact,

r to her and immediately her shak

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er own good, but that's how a girl should b