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.

caught off guard, their pants

the wooden bed,

had hoped it was someone coming to rescue me,

buttoned shirt revealed the tattoos that adorned his muscular body, extending up

the man said in a low

and Bobby sighed with relief, cursing, "Couldn't you at least knock on the damn door

on the ground, trembling,

me to inspect the goods first." The man advanced slowly toward me, gripping my hair to tilt my head up

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

at me for a moment before chuckling, "Is this all you've

furrowing. "Are you blind or something? She's nearly as stunning as the

at least, that's how

it wasn't the time to dwell on that.

out a call as the man suddenly cut the rope binding

and pushed me onto the

body still shaking. My gaze darted to the