Lucas' gaze was dark and menacing, his presence radiating an icy chill. His movements were forceful and rough, devoid of any gentleness. Aveline felt like she was dying on the bed-truly dying.

At first, she tried to endure the pain, but soon it became unbearable, and she began to cry out in agony.

"Lucas, let me go, it hurts... it hurts so much..."

Her struggles were weak because she had no strength left.

Lucas, however, kissed away her tears without an ounce of compassion.

Aveline lay sprawled on the bed, blood spots staining the sheets. Her entire body trembled with pain, her fingers clutching the sheets tightly.

"It hurts... it hurts..." she whimpered faintly.

a ragdoll, her pale skin marked everywhere by

shivered uncontrollably, a deep-rooted

further. His jaw tightened, and his lips

then, her phone rang. Aveline's heart jumped-had

sneered. "He wants you to tell him

phone, and

phone, her eyes red and swollen from crying, as she looked at Lucas' cold

him, he'll call the police. Do you want

she typed. Lucas reached over and deleted what she had written, then pressed the voice message button. "Typing is too slow. This is much better." Aveline opened her mouth to speak, "I... ah..."

tried to retract the message, but Lucas

to push him away, but she was too weak from his

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