Unravelled past

Fiorella tries screaming but Tito places his finger on his lips. The man was groaning loudly on the floor, his eyes were tightly shut, he hardly got a glimpse of Tito's face, it was too fast and sudden.

Fiorella covers her mouth suppressing her sobs, she has never seen something this horrific before, he just sliced someone's manhood off and he doesn't seem to show any fear or remorse.

"Come out" Tito orders and Fiorella grabs her bag from the floor and steps out as he ordered.

She feels some pee drop in her panties, she's feeling so scared.

"We will go back like nothing happened" Tito whispers, his cold eyes warning her not to act awkwardly.

He doesn't know why he even defended her, it's reckless of him but that bastard deserves it, he feels he has a right over her. Fiorella nods shakily.

"Wipe your tears away" He commands and she quickly raises up her glasses and cleans her tears.

He drags her out of the restroom to the back exit, this isn't the first time he's coming here.

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