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Chapter 4 Four: Back at Hell's hole

Word Count: 1321    |    Released on: 20/07/2023

round to see we were back in the room at the bar basement where

nt's little toss on the bed made the sheets rustle. I sighe

ng to run away to endi

a hand continuously through his

me, then held my wrist to preven

asked sitting up and tak

shot me a displeased look and got out

s man always managed to ma

d headed towards the door but then stopped. "Abo

t the room, shutting

through my ha

This man had got

een left coldly after a nightstand, except in my

ex doing the driving. Saint walked past me ignoring me whenever

f time trying to articulate my thoughts. And still confused abo

I learnt his name from Rex) either but Rex

was about to go back to bed, Rex told

told him as I walked

Nice legs you've got Miss Jade, looks like you'd be doing some ex

rtably rubbing my

a pervert," He said chuckling

d from time to time I caught hi

had asked if I had come in which made me surpris

y doing nothing since he said S

t move an inch, I'd be right

ith Saint nor CJ being around, I

back for a second. Not caring where I was going

the alley, before I felt a hand over my head w

lls which screamed misery everywhere which I hated the most. I was back at my uncle's hous

I wasn't sure he would let

ehind me and my phone was f

n on his face which annoyed me. In as much as I feared

hing you well," He said then pulled my hair to raise my face at him. "You

forming in my mouth made me know that I

ee out of the ropes but it was to no avail. "I hate you so mu

think of Marcel at that moment, knowing if he

l grinning. "Well, I don't hate you little Jade. And we're going to en

nt'

as he rushed into the basement roo

stepped out for a while and she disappeared. I ch

at was why I had initially not wanted her to leave the house. Besides, She

we headed over to her uncle's house. He had jus

e's

This was a familiar sight but it didn't mean I was used to it I hoped I never recalle

tired and knowing not Marcel or

by the neck throwing him into a corner. I looked through the wel

asked scanning my body ad he loos

m and I heard my voic

e?" My uncle said as he stood

m fall back again to the ground,

h him. I had been so preoccupied with screaming and begging my uncle and my uncl

s men on the floor every

and cussing out Saint with each breath and be

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