Love Unbreakable

Be On The Verge Of Despair Raegan's head throbbed where her hair had been ruthlessly grasped, and a hand clamped over her mouth stifled her cries.

The pain was too intense for her to utter a sound.

Eventually, the assailant halted.

A rag was roughly thrust into Raegan's mouth, and her wrists were bound tightly with a thick rope.

Shadow shrouded the man before her, his eyes gleaming with a lewdness that sent shivers down Raegan's spine.

It was only then that Raegan realized she wasn't alone with the assailant.

There was another.

In the dim light of the moon, she recognized them as the ones who had harassed her in the daytime.

Fear seized her.

The man who had previously feigned kindness now leaned in close, his voice a disturbing whisper.

"Don't be scared, little girl.

I've no desire to harm you.

Comply, and I'll ensure you're well looked after." The other man wore a far more menacing look, brandishing a sharp Swiss Army knife with a threatening snarl, "Defy us, and I won't hesitate to mar that pretty face of yours." The chill wind whipped around Raegan, tossing her hair wildly as her complexion turned ashen with terror.

"Did you hear that?" the man with the dagger questioned, his lecherous gaze roaming unchecked over Raegan's ample bosom.

Regaining her composure, Raegan could do nothing but nod continuously while a visible shiver ran through her body.

The terror within her was so overwhelming, it rendered her thoughts incoherent.

Noticing her fright, the two men’s wariness diminished considerably.

They believed that wielding their daggers wasn't necessary to intimidate fragile young girls like Raegan.

With a grin, one man caressed Raegan's soft cheek, murmuring, "Such a good girl, indeed.” "Enough, Silas, we should get moving.

My patience is wearing thin,” the other grumbled, his rough exterior starkly evident as he began to disrobe.

The sight of Raegan earlier had ignited an impatient lust within him.

They had been unable to shake Raegan's attractive image since they spotted her at noon.

It was only because of Silas' keen observation, noticing the man Raegan had argued with lingering nearby, that they had bided their time.

Eventually, these two men had slipped away from their group and trailed Raegan up the mountain, stealthily waiting for the moment to pounce.

Silas, observing the other's scant attire of just shorts, let out a laugh and playfully chided, "Neal, you're in quite the hurry.

Try not to scare the little girl.” Neal responded with a chuckle, "Think she's startled by this? Just wait.

There's scarier stuff on the way.” Raegan, witnessing Neal's advance, violently shook her head and wept, as though she were desperate to convey a message.

This piqued Silas’ curiosity.

Neal,

hear what she has to say.” Impatient, Neal spat out a curse, “What's

are out

search for her.” With those words, Silas moved closer to Raegan, crouched before her, and

a sound, and I'll make

sensed that beneath Silas’ mild exterior

masqueraded as a kind soul under the sun's

through tear-stained eyes, radiating

Neal gripped the dagger, his vigilance etched into his stern

look was so intimidating that any scream from her would prompt an

breath to steady herself, Reagan whispered through her

Very compliant.

Please don't hurt me.

Spare me.

Her quivering,

them, she was such

voice was so appealing that they hesitated to silence

thought of her screaming excited

with a lewd smile, saying, "Don't

you comply, you won't

be very gentle..." As he spoke, his hand trailed down

venomous scorpions

shuddered, her skin

she pleaded, "Sir, can we not do here?" Silas cast

"The ground is littered

feet were bleeding, leading him to surmise

the ground was indeed strewn

gripped Raegan by

he hauled Raegan toward a smoother

flowed as she implored in

Don't pull me.

is scattered with

can walk on my own." Her gentle voice caused

was something about being called by name by a lovely,

ceased dragging Raegan and instead gestured toward a

pants, and the mountain's

nodded and advanced, keeping her hand struggling against

wasn't too tight, and her wrists were slender, allowing her to loosen most of it

veil

fraught with urgency, demanded, “Why crouch? Just lay down." In a whisper, Raegan responded, "This position is

“Impressive.

position...” While speaking, he roughly seized

make it

Raegan agreed without

eyed her

before he could discern her true intentions,

have you done?”