His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM novel Chapter 19

Why are you so cruel to me?

As I fell to the ground, he twisted the weighty rope around my neck and pulled me along like a pet. Fortunately, the floor was smooth, or my spine might have already been aching. When I realized they were attacking me again, I raised the rope over my windpipe to catch my breath. Suddenly, another man ripped off my shorts, and I was stunned. I couldn't weep or shout because I was gasping for air.

On the flip side, Maxine let out a cackle reminiscent of an evil witch in response to the actions of these devil men. When the man who had been dragging me with the rope suddenly stopped, I assumed he was finished and let go of the rope. However, much to my surprise, he forcefully pulled the rope that was still around my neck and dashed around the living room, dragging me.

The rope was strangling me, making it difficult to breathe, while their laughter reverberated through the room. I couldn't help but cry as tears streamed down my face due to the tight knot constricting my neck.

I was unaware of how my underwear was removed. The man abruptly ceased running and relinquished the rope he had been grasping. I was on the verge of losing consciousness due to what he had subjected me to. As I was only attired in a white sleeveless garment, the man who had been pulling me earlier effortlessly tore it.

After the rope around my neck was removed, I burst into tears. While the man who had pulled down my shorts earlier played with my hair in a private area.

"Look at that fucking face of this bitch!" Maxine's laughter grew louder while her eyes burning with madness. "Do whatever you want with her!"

The very idea of their hands touching my body sent shivers down my spine. In these moments, all I yearned for was to lay eyes on Andrius and hold him close. I craved his presence to alleviate my fears and wished he was here with me right now.

"P-please, help me, Andrius," I muttered under my sobbing. "H-help me…"

"Whose name do you think you're calling right now, fucking slut?!"

Feeling terrified, my fear heightened when Maxine plumped her bag and darted towards the kitchen. She quickly returned with the scissors she was playing with in her hand. The man beside me, with his fractured teeth, shifted his position. I was completely vulnerable, with my naked body on display. It seemed as though they were not only seeing my physical form, but also peering into the depths of my soul.

Maxine handed the scissors to the man, who was disgustingly playing with my hair in a very delicate area. Suddenly, he snipped it, catching me off guard. I quickly backed away, but the man with the dreadful breath grabbed my hair and choked me, causing me to hit my head hard on the floor. The impact left me feeling dizzy and unable to stand up and defend myself against their assault.

I'm scared.

I'm scared.

I'm scared.

"Look how pink these fucking erotic nipples!" The man exclaimed with bloodshot eyes and pinched my nipples with his fingers. "Fucking slut!"

I hate it.

I hate it.