Through the light, she could see Marcus’ flushed face and bloodshot eyes, resembling a fierce beast driven by some inner turmoil.

Millie’s scared expression and beautiful eyes were as pure as the stars, but when Marcus gazed down at her, he felt a primal thirst awaken within him.

Millie trembled, realizing that Marcus was under the influence of something, and she felt trapped, unable to escape from this terrifying situation.

“Let go of me,” she pleaded again.

As Marcus pressed forward, Millie’s pleas fell on deaf ears, and he continued to kiss her, heedless of her discomfort. Each touch of his lips sent shivers down her spine, and his big, fiery hand roamed down her body, triggering fear to course through her veins.

“Don’t touch me, you bastard!”

her protests, Marcus’

if she was about to lose

against him, but Marcus seemed relentless. On the contrary, her struggle

confront the reality of the situation. Never

she trembled, eyes shut tight, Marcus suddenly halted. He got up from her, looking weak and remorseful as he

moment, a voice within him questioned

destroy a pure

her any harm. He needed to protect

his way to the bathroom. The sound of running water came from

bit her soft lips, tears welling up in her eyes, as she glanced at the bathroom

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