Come to me

Evelyn's tear-stained face froze in terror as she found herself trapped on the barbarian's lap.

Something in between his legs was poking her butts. Evelyn wasn't naive, she knew what that was.

"Let me go!" she panicked and fought against him. She would sit anywhere but his thigh.

However, the barbarian's strong arms wrapped around her like a vice, refusing to let her go.

"You're so beautiful," he sniffed her hair, and his wide palm began to roam her legs.

Alarmed, Evelyn struggled fiercely, but she was too small and fragile compared to him.

"I've been longing for a young and sweet girl like you. With beautiful skin…"

Evelyn recoiled, her body stiff with horror. Her tears fell silently. She hated her inability to defend herself. She hated what he was doing to her. She hated everyone!