The bed in the room wasn't the usual type Rachel Wood had seen before. It was the kind of brick bed that could only be seen in books and television dramas. The bed was so cold that it made Rachel feel even chillier upon laying on it.

She struggled again, but it didn't help.

She began to cry silently, knowing she was doomed.

She was about to be violated.

Sebastian Brenand's parents were going to strip Rachel of her pride and everything along with it.

She would end up like other girls who were kidnapped and sold to places like this.

No! She didn't want this!

'Sebastian, where are you? Sebastian!' Rachel thought frantically.

Then, the three younger men left the room, leaving behind the old man in his eighties.

He didn't untie her. Instead, he began touching her all over.

He became even more excited as Rachel cried and shook her head.

She wanted to kill him, but she couldn't.

After the old man finished, the others came in one after another to take their turn.

mad, the strong feeling of shame making her want

and she couldn't do

mind that she would escape if only to get away from this hellish

wait around and

***

to come, Sebastian searched high and low for Rachel only to fail at every

several trips to the police station, Sebastian returned to his house in

soon as he entered through the doors, he felt nothing

felt chills all over his body, although the house was

Rachel to the point

of his rage, he would destroy many things at home, only

the same as it did before, except for Rachel's

the center of his

he could still

l.ne

white,

her

elegantly.

how Rachel would spring up from the couch when he

much. He felt like he

these days, needing to rely on sleeping pills and alcohol only to fall asleep

all the time, about how

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