*This chapter may contain some sensitive information and scenarios that some readers may find disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. *
Ava had no way of escaping. The man was just too strong for even her, who prided herself as one who could take care of herself. She felt despair settle on her, and a terror like no other gripped her, mentally incapacitating her, only temporarily, though.
However, that short time was all it took for him to pounce on her as the other one languished lazily against the door as if he were watching his favourite movie.
Ava wanted to retch when he continued to lick the sides of her face, relishing in it as he whispered what was supposed to be sweet nothings, but at that moment, all Ava wanted to do was tear him apart. That was when she realized how weak she was.