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As I stood there, watching the scene unfold before me, a wave of emotions crashed over me like a tsunami. Shock, hurt, and anger battled for dominance as I struggled to make sense of what I was seeing. It felt like a punch to the gut, knocking the wind out of me and leaving me reeling in its wake.Every fiber of my being screamed in protest as I watched him, watched them. How could he do this to me? How could he sit there, with another woman, while expecting me to be available only forhim?! The hurt, the heartbreak, slowly gave way to a seething anger, a burning rage that consumed me from within. How dare he? How dare he betray me in such a callous manner, all while pretending that everything was fine, that everything was normal?With each passing moment, the anger grew hotter, fiercer, until it threatened to consume me whole. I could feel it coursing through my veins like molten lava, fueling a primal need for revenge, for retribution. He wanted to play games? Fine. I would show him
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As I slowly drifted back to consciousness, the world around me was a blur of confusion and disorientation. The last thing I remembered was the terror of being surrounded by those men, their hands groping at me, their leering faces haunting my nightmares.But now, as awareness seeped back into my senses, I found myself lying in bed, the soft sheets cocooning me in a semblance of safety. My body felt heavy, as if it had been weighed down by an unseen force. A strange warmth pervaded me, making me feel both uncomfortable and aroused at the same time. It took me a moment to realize that I was naked under the soft, cool sheets, my skin slick with sweat. The sound of voices reached my ears, pulling me further from the depths of unconsciousness.At first, the words were muffled, like distant echoes bouncing off the walls of my mind. But as I struggled to focus, the voices became clearer, sharper, cutting through the fog that clouded my thoughts.One voice, deep and familiar, belonged to Shra
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Shraf strode back to the bed, his steps heavy and purposeful, his face tight with anger. He grabbed my foot and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed, his grip firm, almost punishing, as if he was trying to convey the sheer force of his emotions through his touch alone. Our faces came within inches of each other, his hand pressed against the nape of my neck, his fingers digging into my skin. There was a raw, primal energy emanating from him, making it clear that he wasn’t just angry – he was livid.“What did you say?” he demanded, his voice low and menacing, his breath hot against my lips.I lifted my chin defiantly, meeting his gaze head-on. “If you’re not going to satisfy me, I might as well find someone who—”Before I could finish my sentence, Shraf crashed his lips against mine, his kiss rough and possessive, leaving me breathless and unable to utter another word.“Don’t you dare, Eva! I will burn their body alive if anyone even fucking tries!” His hands moved with urgency, ripp
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As I slowly regained consciousness, soreness radiated throughout my body, and my head throbbed with a dull ache. Thoughts of the passionate night with Shraf flooded my mind, leaving me feeling kinda weary.Blinking against the brightness of the room, I glanced around, trying to make sense of my surroundings. My heart skipped a beat as I realized I wasn’t alone. A middle-aged woman stood at the doorway, her expression gentle and caring.“Ma’am, I was your new housemaid, Magdalena,” she said, her voice warm and comforting. “Your husband had hired me to take care of you.”I furrowed my brows in confusion. Nobody else lived in our villa except for Shraf and me. What was he up to?“Hi, Magdalena,” I greeted her cautiously, unsure of what to make of the situation.“He said you were ill and needed special care for some days,” she explained kindly, her smile reassuring.Glancing at the clock, she continued, “It seemed that it was time for your medicine, Madam. Would you mind taking a hot show
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I slipped back into a daze once more. The days blurred together, each one passing in a haze of confusion and numbness. I felt myself sinking deeper into the abyss of my own thoughts. The world around me seemed distant and unreal, like I was trapped in a dream from which I couldn’t wake up.Shraf’s attempts to rouse me from my stupor went unanswered. His kisses, once filled with warmth and passion, now felt distant and meaningless against my cold skin. Even as he fed me spoonfuls of soup or gently caressed my hair, I remained still, my mind a million miles away.Magdalena’s kind words and gestures offered little solace. I could feel her concern, her attempts to break through the walls I had erected around myself, but I couldn’t find the strength to respond. My voice felt trapped within me, buried beneath layers of pain and confusion.I existed in a state of limbo, caught between the past and the present, unable to move forward. As the days stretched on, I longed for an escape from the
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The night stretched on, with Shraf’s heavy breathing lulling me into a fitful sleep, my mind raced with thoughts of escape. I replayed every scenario, every possible avenue of freedom, searching for the one that held the least risk. And then, as dawn painted the sky in hues of pink and gold, a plan began to form in my mind.I waited until Shraf’s rhythmic breathing signaled that he was deeply asleep, his hold on me loosening ever so slightly. With cautious movements, I extricated myself from his grasp, my heart pounding in my chest like a drumroll of anticipation.Silently, I slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb him. Every creak of the floorboards beneath my feet sounded like thunder in the oppressive silence of the room. I held my breath, praying that he wouldn’t wake, that this fleeting moment of freedom wouldn’t be snatched away before it even began.With trembling hands, I gathered the few belongings I could carry—some clothes, a handful of cash I had squirreled away, and th
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The night stretched on, with Shraf’s heavy breathing lulling me into a fitful sleep, my mind raced with thoughts of escape. I replayed every scenario, every possible avenue of freedom, searching for the one that held the least risk. And then, as dawn painted the sky in hues of pink and gold, a plan began to form in my mind.I waited until Shraf’s rhythmic breathing signaled that he was deeply asleep, his hold on me loosening ever so slightly. With cautious movements, I extricated myself from his grasp, my heart pounding in my chest like a drumroll of anticipation.Silently, I slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb him. Every creak of the floorboards beneath my feet sounded like thunder in the oppressive silence of the room. I held my breath, praying that he wouldn’t wake, that this fleeting moment of freedom wouldn’t be snatched away before it even began.With trembling hands, I gathered the few belongings I could carry—some clothes, a handful of cash I had squirreled away, and th
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“So, how’s your love life?” I inquired, watching Jared devour the pancakes I whipped up for breakfast.“Meh,” he mumbled between bites.“Don’t tell me the infamous college playboy lost his charm this soon,” I teased, rolling my eyes.“I’m just not feeling the whole dating scene anymore,” he admitted.“Ah, Mr. Smith wanted to settle down now, huh?” I teased, grinning.“Kinda,” he confessed, running a hand through his hair.“Got someone in mind?” I prodded.“Not really. Still waiting,” he replied, snagging a pancake from my plate.“Hey!” I protested, slapping his hand away.“What? They’re too good to resist. Should’ve made more,” he said with a smirk as I loaded the dishwasher.“Make them yourself,” I retorted, huffing.“So, spill. How was your love life?” he asked, leaning back in his chair. My heart skipped a beat before I composed myself.“You don’t have to share if you don’t want to, Eva. It’s okay,” he assured me gently.“I know,” I nodded, forcing a sad smile as I gazed at my bare
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