All Out Of Love

"Carlos, please stop... I have a boyfriend!"

Celia cried out in shock.

In a desperate attempt to prevent the threatened carnage, Celia covered her body with whatever cloth her fingers could grasp.

"Boyfriend? Did he ever touch you?"

They were so close to each other that Celia could feel the anger in his voice.

"No, No. Ron isn't that kind of man,"

she murmured. That man had always been very warm and gentle.

"Ron? It sounds like you guys are very close."

The man smiled again, but the residual coldness in his face made Celia more anxious. Her breaths came in sharp pants and she tried to gain control, but nothing was working.

"Carlos, please stop! Even if I... Even if I had unknowingly given myself to you before, you can't force me... Hmmm..."

Before she could finish her words, Carlos slammed his lips into hers.

Celia, however, had no idea that Carlos would be so jealous to find that she was already involved with someone else.

His cold eyes immediately showed his firm determination.

"As I've said before, I don't take 'no' for an answer!"

Celia widened her eyes in horror. She hadn't even had the chance to be intimate with Ron.

She gaped at Carlos in stunned disbelief and then she tried to push him away with all her strength, but all her resistance did was arouse the man's desire to conquer and subdue her.

He grabbed her waist with his strong hands, allowing her no room to retreat.

Feeling ashamed and violated, she helplessly tried to be rid of him, but she was firmly imprisoned in his arms.

No matter how hard she resisted, her efforts were all in vain.

Celia was white as chalk. Her eyes and her mouth were frozen wide open in an expression of stunned surprise.

What she needed was some air!

"Exhale... inhale..."

feeble strength of her body that suddenly drove the man

and pushed her away as if

groaning out a little as air finally entered her lungs and restored life into her.

for air and his desire to have

green, same sweet, especially the sense of familiarity that he hadn't seen for a long

of what was about to happen

now made it clear to her that she resented this man, but then why did

that the man whispered, "It's been a long time. I

away and glanced at the scissors on the ground. Celia realized that this might be her only hope.

the scissor and pointed it at the man's chest. Her

me or you'll

'Right hand!'

focused intently at

right hand! But not her

eyes at her, as if trying to read her mind.

'It can't be!'

with her slender fingers; the way her face turned red and even the manner of the kiss confirmed his suspicions. How could

gaze towards

mind. Although she could clearly see the expression on his face, his presence was enough to make

couldn't tell whether he was angry or not from his voice, so she remained silent. Carlos took this as an opportunity to approach her

she would be able to pierce his chest and cut

nervously tightened her grip on the scissors.

When she gave him no response, the

he was just trying to distract her

his stature, Celia was at a complete loss of what

to get one shot at this! It's now

her on as he stepped closer

and waving

followed a palpitant moment while she held her breath and shut her

and stained the man's white shirt, like blooming roses.

a moment, it felt as though time

sound, the knife fell from Celia's hands and landed on the floor. A

the bleeding man in utter disbelief, her

Right then, Boris broke into the

again, grabbing the bed sheet from the floor and wrapping

"Get out!"

out almost as quickly as he