Come Back to Me

"Let me go..."

With her eyes wide open, Tracy struggled to free herself. There was helplessness in her voice.

Just when she was struggling furiously, she was grabbed by Brody by the collar and lifted up by him.

She struggled in a panic, but failed to escape from his grip.

Then, she was threw hard on the big bed.

After Tracy fell to the ground, she immediately stood up and ran.

But when she just got up, she was pushed back to the bed and pressed down by his strong chest.

All of a sudden, she was engulfed by the air of wild and manly.

Completely irritated, Tracy turned her face away from his face.

She grabbed his strong arm with both her hands and dug into his flesh with her nails.

The sudden pain made Brody frown and pull her arm away from himself.

He then twisted her wrist on top of her head.

Feeling hurt, Tracy stared at him angrily and shouted, "Why are you restricting my freedom?"

She felt a puff of air in her chest.

Her face was livid with rage.

With a straight face, Brody drew a fine rope from a corner of the bed.

He twisted her wrists over her head and tied them up to the bed.

"No --"

Tracy was so scared that she screamed.

"How could you treat me like this? I'm going out for a date. You're just jealous, jealous,"

Tracy struggled and shouted.

The more argued the rope on her wrist, the tighter she was. Tears of despair finally fell from the corners of her eyes.

"Shut up. I gave you the chance. It's your choice."

The word "date" was like a sharp sword, piercing into his heart.

"You are crazy..."

Tracy cursed, with a sobbing tone.

After helping her tie up, Brody patted her face which was full of tears with his cold hands and said, "I have no time to waste on you. You are so unruly. After I leave, you either jump off the building or turn the room upside down, so I have to tie you up. Don't blame me for that."

Tracy couldn't hear any word from him anymore. She was just staring at his merciless eyes sadly and desperately.

"Be good!"

After he tied Tracy up, he patted on her face for several more times to show his strength. Then he stood up, turned around and left without looking back.

The door was slammed shut with a bang, and Tracy closed her eyes.

Hatred, mixed with anger, turned into despair in the end.

The room was so quiet that she could hear her own breathing.

Time passed.

Not far from the bed, her phone rang.

She blinked her bright eyes.

spring, autumn comes. It's easy to leave. There is only lovesickness

kept ringing and vibrated to shift

could only watch the familiar caller ID helplessly. No matter how hard

"Brody, you bastard!"

was born, Tracy closed her eyes with

off the

or she was too tired, or she didn't sleep the whole night after she had an

to sleep with tears

Brody leaned his back against the chair lazily and closed his eyes with his

sudden phone call broke the silence in the

the corner of the table and

you

Brody asked.

shamelessly, "well, do you know the wine competition I held

Brody's face tensed.

were blazing

"I know."

He answered indifferently.

on the day of the competition. It was not until then that

on

plan are

has passed away. I have completed

Charlie with

was a little stunned, and his face was full of

"Did you call her?"

Brody carelessly, ignoring the word

"No, I didn't."

stunned. He thought his assumption was right, but Charlie replied

sweet wife may seem weak, but in fact, she is very timid. I dare not

the other side, Charlie said these words

aroused a deep dissatisfaction of Brody.

feel

you want

in low

so, your words are not accurate enough. I just

"She is busy."

faded away than the phone was hung

and picked up the files on the

Time slipped away in seconds. It was not until 11 o'clock at night

a little bit

phone on the desk and started to pack up and get

However——

and his brain like started

Tracy——

the phone on the table and rushed out.

even forgot

Gosh——

woman a lesson and intended to go back at noon. He didn't

for him to concentrate on his work, but he had completely

started the car and drove

face, Tracy was tied on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a dull look in her eyes.

was not

rope around her wrists and ankles

seemed to have solidified and gathered together, and the vessels of her

her throat stuck

dry and

was uncomfortable all

I

with sobs and squeezed out

hadn't drunk any water the whole day, and her

long day. She thought

exhausted

became thinner.