Liam's Hatred

"Stop talking nonsense! Do whatever you want. Stop pretending." I spat.

"It seems that the whipping in the afternoon has not given you pleasure yet. Let me tell you straight. I am here to fuck you. As long as you make me feel good, I will give you food."

​Aha? Does he treat me like a whore?

"Take your damn food and get out of here!" I yelled with all my strength.

"Don't be ignorant, this is a very fair trade." He said with a lewd smile.

He stared at me, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

His lustful look makes me sick. Why didn't I see his true nature earlier?

He reached for my breast and touched the wound on it, triggering a sharp, piercing pain.

"Get away! If you dare to touch me again, I swear I will kill you!" I shouted like crazy.

"I won't give you another chance to do that," he sneered, lowered his head, and kissed my lips.

The moment his lips touched mine, my stomach churned. I wanted to vomit.

I bit his lip hard. He got hurt. He let go of his mouth and slapped me on the fac