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I pick up my head, and through the crack of the closing door, see a weird view.

Aaron has Hazel pressed against the counter, her back facing his front. I blink, my mind going numb as I watch my innocent baby brother roughly pulling Hazel’s panties down her legs. Before the scene escalates, I squeal and make a run in the opposite direction. My heart pounds like crazy as I struggle not to cringe.

My friend and my baby brother. Oh, Goddess. I thought they both were innocent.

Well, the view was anything but innocent. Right in the bathroom.

I let out another squeal and shake my head to get rid of the view. Terrible memory to have! But then again, when did these two start doing such things? I scrunch my nose at the thought. “Hey, sexy girl! “A man suddenly blocks my path.

I peer up, meeting the face of the blonde I saw earlier. He leans against the wall and shoots me a charming smile.

My heart pounds harder as I stare at him. “what- - -”

“Thought you were up for some fun.” He takes a step closer.

I stagger back, as memories threaten to resurface. The blondie doesn't take the hint and grabs my arms, tugging me to his chest.

A gasp whooshes out of my lungs. My ears start ringing, and my vision blackens instantly. “Wanna go somewhere quiet? I can give you some quick pleasure.” He is murmuring but his face is disappearing, and getting replaced with other older faces.

Sweat trickles down my back. I try to scream, but my voice drowns behind a wave of panic. I can't breathe. I need to run now.

I try to pull free, but he is already dragging me to a corner. I need to fight. I need to do something. But my body is not working.

“N- = -No. “I murmur, my voice small and weak.

doll. I can't hold back, but I promise I will take you to a hotel later.

“N-No." My chest tightens.

knees. No. Don’t touch me. It feels like my skin is peeling off as if someone has poured

“Oh come on—

away from me. I drag my body away from him. My back hits the wall as I hear a deep voice

you not hear it?

the fuck are you? “The blondie

Massimo replies cooly and points a thumb

stop trembling when I find him standing between me and the blondie,

colder before I watch him throw the other

punch, and another, and so many follow that I lose track of them. The blondie’s blood

his face that makes my soul tremble and I

The intention to murder and the blood that falls on his face with each hit make

going to

hears my voice, he stops. His fist hovers in

P- - -Please spare him. “I sniffle, pushing myself harder towards the wall. Is he going to kill

floor and gets to his feet. I grip my knees, my eyes following his every

fault, Kitten? ” Massimo towers over me, his crotch

Please." My body starts

I gasp, trying to disappear into the wall. His

my head and blink away my tears but

my cheeks. He lifts

did to that man? If so, I should defend myself and-

sensation of his rough fingers on my cheeks. My core tightens, as blood rushes down to it with a

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