Come With Me

The darkness swallowed my fragility, as if it was on the verge of a breakdown. The stinking smell of sweat that produced from pushing filled the room.

Everyone was quiet, not daring to make a sound.

"Sir, we are all good citizens that manages lawfully, fight resolutely with law-breaking discipline. We have never done anything illegal. Please rest assured."

"Oh! It's just a basement. It's really dark without anything. Look, this is the only place we got. Come here, I'll take you to have a drink and see other places."

This was my last hope. If the police are gone, what I have left will only be despair at the mercy of others.

I was scared at that time, but my instinct to leave here made me unable to consider the consequences of failure.

The moment I heard the voice, I chose to risk my life.

"Help..."

Before I could speak, my voice was suddenly covered by a hand.

I heard someone whispering to the people around, "hold her."

I didn't know how many people were taking control of me in the darkness. I just felt that there were many hands on every part of my body, like a net.

I kept struggling, trying to make a sound. But it just didn't work.

The cheering crowd outside the door soon regained their composure.

My hope turned into despair.

"Damn it. We almost be killed by this woman. Thanks to Tristan, I've been keeping an eye on her all the time."

Some time later, she heard some noise from the door.

At last, the door was opened and a dim light came in through the crack of the door.

Those women finally withdrew their hands from me.

"You'll see later."

My lips are dry with fear.

Maybe it was the sweet smell that made Tristan, who had just opened the door, hesitate.

and tidy yourself up. I'm

I noticed that this newcomer wanted to shout when the police came, and I found out just in time. Several of us had a lot of

other women to leave

just spared

telling

as I didn't

can't avoid it at all.

everything they could to testify that I really did so.

my head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and

seemed to be lifted

my body was dragged on the

Tristan's fingers. It made me feel

scream for help? Okay, I'll let you shout as loud as you like

of ladies still in the room, but none of them dared to plead or plead for me.

was a wooden stick, as thick as

a warning to others. If anyone has her idea, she will end up just like

ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia is going to make

"Don't worry,

hand, someone immediately handed him

the pieces to the

The coming torture

know why we have wrapped up these pieces of

you heard the sound

and my mind

laughed even louder.

beast. Tristan gritted his teeth and threw the stick at

raised my arms to protect myself.

"Ah --"

hurt, the pain that almost drove me to the

sound of my

my spirit began to collapse because of the acute

this still couldn't calm their anger. In a trance, I saw that Tristan once

moment, I only hope that I was an insensible

"They are all here..."

move. Raise your

target. We

several men in plain clothes break

at the front was nobody else but