Captivated

Marisa, scared and uneasy, tried to understand what was happening. Alejandro's possessive words and actions made her feel stuck in a nightmare. The once-holy place now felt like a battlefield where Marisa confronted the harsh reality of her choices.

As Alejandro continued making unwanted advances, Marisa gathered courage to speak up. "Alejandro, this isn't what I want. Please, let me go," she begged, her voice shaky with fear and defiance. The empty church echoed her plea eerily.

Alejandro, seeming unbothered, held onto her tighter, acting confident and menacing. "You don't get it, Marisa. You belong to me, and I always get what's mine," he declared with a creepy certainty, his fingers continuing their unwanted exploration beneath her gown.

Desperate to escape, Marisa pushed away from Alejandro, creating a small but crucial distance. Her eyes, filled with fear and determination, locked onto his, silently telling him she wouldn't give in.

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