Chapter 87

With a determined effort, I attempted to quell the tumult of emotions raging within me, my nerves stretched taut like strings on the verge of snapping. Gritting my teeth against the rising tide of fear and revulsion, I summoned the courage to push against Clyde's invasive touch, a feeble attempt to reclaim the autonomy he sought to strip away.

But to my dismay, my feeble resistance only seemed to goad him further, his grip tightening around my arms with a vice-like force that left me feeling trapped, ensnared in the web of his malice. "Stop!" I protested, my voice a desperate plea for release, but my words fell on deaf ears as Clyde's hold remained unyielding, his dominance asserting itself with ruthless determination.

"What are you doing?" I demanded, my voice tinged with a mixture of indignation and dread, but Clyde's response was nothing short of chilling. A low, sinister chuckle escaped his lips, a sound that sent a shiver down my spine as he spoke in that smooth, seductive voice