Punishment Behind Closed Doors

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In the end, I did everything Aaron asked me to do.

I called Emy and pretended to be beaten, taken away, and forced to hang up.

He messed up the bedroom and smashed the door lock. Then, I watched him leave alone with blood oozing out of his wound.

He would not go far. He would stand within 110 yards of the house, making sure that Emy's men could see him and be attracted to him when they arrived.

He stood there and waved at me, urging me to hide in the house.

The setting sun was gone, and the sea breeze instantly turned cold.

Darkness gradually devoured everything.

I hid in the low cabinet as I was told to.

There was no light in the kitchen, and the cabinet was pitch-black, with only a crack for me to look out.

There was a long silence.

It was so quiet that I cried for a while before I calmed down.

Now, all I could do was pray that the police would come soon to save me and then Aaron.

But 10 minutes later, before the police arrived, my cell phone rang.

It was Emy.