The Promise of Happiness (Natalie and Samuel) novel Chapter 678

Chapter 678 What On Earth Happened

“Hmph!” Yara shrieked, lowering her gaze as she tried to hint at Martin to take off the tape on her mouth.

“Why? Do you have something to say?” Martin pressed his coarse fingers brutally against her cheeks.

Yara recoiled at his touch.

Now that she was unclad, Martin’s touch felt particularly disgusting to her, but since he refused to peel off the tape, there was no way Yara could speak to him, so she could only watch the brutish man have his way with her.

I must stop him! I must tell him I’m not Natalie!

“Hmm… mmm!”

Yara kept nodding her head, hoping this would mean something to Martin.

The latter ran his fingers on her face, rubbing the edges of the tape. Just as she thought he was about to take it off, he withdrew his hand, much to her horror.

“Mmm!”

What does he think he’s doing?

Can’t you see I’m not Natalie? You idiot!

Yara’s defiance only further stimulated Martin. He took up the camera again, teasing, “I know you’re a sly fox, Natalie. I won’t let you get away a second time. You’re all mine tonight, so you should stop thinking about getting away from me. There’s still more to come. This is just foreplay.”

Yara’s body flinched when she heard Martin calling her Natalie again.

What is going on?

Why is he calling me Natalie?

Don’t tell me he mistook me for her. What is going to happen to me? Is he going to do to me everything he planned on doing to Natalie tonight?

Tears streamed down Yara’s cheeks as the gravity of the moment sank in.

There was nothing she could do to free herself.

All she could do now was swear at him and get back at him when everything was over. She told herself she would hold Martin accountable for all he did to her.

Doubt coupled her wrath toward that man as Yara awaited her inevitable fate.

She could not help but wonder what made him take her for Natalie, but what happened next did not allow her the luxury of pondering the answer to her question.

Martin put down the camera and took up the whip beside him, and a long and arduous night commenced for Yara.

She was so agonized that red veins bulged in her eyes; yet, she could only accept Martin’s barbaric acts helplessly like a puppet at his maneuver.