Blake approached Sandra with a grin and a heated gaze. He slowly looked her over, admiring her fair skin and delicate face. She was truly beautiful. Laughing maniacally, he said, "Little beauty, now no one can protect you. Haha!"
Sandra, trembling like a frightened bird, tried to escape, but Blake grabbed her thin arm and dragged her towards the cave. His grip was like iron, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free.
"Don't worry. I'll let you go soon, sweetie," Blake said. He dropped his pretense entirely and leered at her with a wicked smile.
Anthony, panicking, struggled to his feet despite the pain, cursing, "Blake, let go of her!"
Blake sneered and glanced back at Anthony. "Do you like her? Let me tell you, this is what you all deserve. Serves you right!"
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