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..."

the bitterness in her eyes or the feeble strength of her body that suddenly drove the

go of her and pushed her away as if

wheezed and gasped terribly, groaning out a little as air finally

stared at Celia, who was gasping for air and his desire to have her grew even

same sweet, especially the sense of familiarity that he hadn't seen

thought of what was about to happen excited

made it clear to her that she resented this man,

a burning sensation on her skin that the man whispered, "It's been a long time. I

thought, she pushed the man away and glanced at the scissors on the ground. Celia realized that this might be her only

blink of an eye, she picked up the scissor and pointed it at

me

'Right hand!'

intently at

hand! But not her natural left

eyes at her, as if trying to read

'It can't be!'

had been years ago. The way she gripped his arm with her slender fingers; the way her face turned

towards

misty, her vision blurred and thoughts began clashing inside her mind. Although she could

me?" Carlos finally broke the silence. Celia couldn't tell whether he was angry or not from

and resilience, she would be able to pierce his chest and cut his

her grip on

gave him no response, the man lowered his

the angrier Celia got because she knew he was just trying to distract her

with a man of his stature, Celia was at a complete loss of what to do

going to get one

man kept goading her on as he stepped closer to

hysterically and waving the knife at Carlos.

followed a palpitant moment while she held her breath and shut

and strong and stained the man's white shirt, like

moment, it felt as though time had

and landed on the floor.

at the bleeding man in utter

Right then, Boris broke

grabbing the bed sheet from the floor and wrapping herself up in a hurry.

"Get out!"

him out almost as quickly