We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
15
Jessica slid down the cold wall, pressing her back against it as she pulled her knees to her chest. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to control her breathing, but her mind was racing, spiraling down a path of suffocating fear and anger. Her stomach twisted with dread. She could still feel the weight of Armando’s grip on her arm, the iron strength that had dragged her through the hall and thrown her into this room as if she were nothing. She’d always known he was capable of cruelty, but this was different. This was a reminder that in his eyes, she was just another possession. The walls around her felt too close, pressing in on her like a vice. She felt trapped, not just in this room, but in a life she could never truly escape. She’d thought she could protect herself by staying quiet, b
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD
