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,

to say.” Impatient, Neal spat out a curse, “What's gotten into you? Quit dragging this

friends are out

closer to Raegan, crouched before her, and warned, “I'm about to remove the

a sound, and I'll make sure you

it?” Reagan sensed that beneath Silas’ mild exterior lurked the most indecent of

masqueraded as a kind

affirmation came through tear-stained eyes, radiating

from her mouth, Neal gripped

was so intimidating that any scream from her would prompt an instant slash

Reagan whispered

Very compliant.

Please don't hurt me.

Spare me.

do whatever you ask.” Her quivering, tearful voice caused

was

that they hesitated to

of her

Raegan's pale face with a lewd

you comply, you won't

gentle..." As he spoke, his hand trailed down from Raegan's cheek

rough touch felt like venomous

her

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

trembling, "The ground is littered with

her feet were

indeed strewn with

by the collar, exclaiming with annoyance, “You're

he hauled Raegan toward a

in

Don't pull me.

is

gentle voice caused

by name by

dragging Raegan and instead gestured toward a clearing, instructing

mountain's drastic shifts in temperature from day to night

Raegan nodded and advanced, keeping her hand

wasn't too tight, and her wrists were slender, allowing

the veil of night to fully free herself from

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

“Impressive.

this position...” While speaking, he roughly

on, make

day and I'm losing patience..." "Alright, Neal," Raegan agreed without a second thought, an undertone of eagerness

her

discern her true intentions, a searing agony erupted from

What have you done?”