Revenge After Death

"You... you monster... go to hell," I glared fiercely at Howard, feeling my breath constrict as he tightened his grip on my neck.

As I watched Bobby start to remove his pants, a wave of despair washed over me.

I was now certain that no one would come to rescue me...

Peter was meticulous in his planning. Since had instructed Howard to bring me here, the chances of the police or Steve finding me were slim.

The cold, painful sensation of men's hands gripping my legs only deepened my despair. Memories of the fear and hopelessness from my previous life, when Michael and his gang bullied me, flooded back, suffocating me.

"I-I'll kill you... "I cried out in despair, feeling sick and repulsed by their touch.

"Get away from me. Don't touch me, you filthy animal." was all I could think.

"Steve... "I sobbed, desperately praying for someone to come and save me.

"Bang!" The iron door was violently kicked open.

Bobby were caught off guard, their pants still undone, as they cautiously eyed

the wooden bed, my hands

someone coming to rescue me, but it wasn't; it was another one of

man with sunglasses emerged from the car. His loosely buttoned shirt revealed the tattoos that adorned his muscular body, extending up to his

the man

with relief, cursing, "Couldn't you at least knock on the damn door before barging

I was squatting on the ground, trembling, with my

The man advanced slowly

meeting his gaze with trepidation. Yet, there was something strangely familiar about this

me for a moment before chuckling, "Is

you blind or something? She's nearly as stunning as

least, that's how I saw

it wasn't the time to dwell on that. I remained trembling

man suddenly cut the rope

hoisted me up and pushed me onto the bed, spreading my legs in

shaking. My gaze darted to the knife he had set