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o get as far away as possible from Raymond’s dull and toxic world. I was running for a long time, and his b

ht now,” Raymond started threa

nd, what could you do more? Slap me? You’ve done that. Kick me? Every single day. Punch me and knock me out? You can scratch that. Make me bleed? Starve me? Old news. What else ca

to catch me, and I was more determined to escape. I ran faster and finally spotted a big house in the middle of the woods. It was be

second and heade

arged into the house with heavy pants. It took me a second to realize that more than a dozen men, maybe 20, were cautiou

ood up and walked towards me. Conflicted emotions were visible on their faces, and I understood

you?” he asked again as worry was apparent in his dark brown eyes. When I was

t join my brother’s abuse because the one who talked to me was genuinely concerned about my wel

lla, you fucking bitch!” he approached me with hatred shown in his eyes. I immedi

t of me, shielding my body. He protected me with a bronze tray, which s

asked Raymond angrily. It was the first time som

tough face. “She’s my sister, I want her home,” he replied. I ga

sister, you were about to sell me, for God’s sake! I will never consider that building as my home. Leave me alone.” I yelled, feeling the rage ri

to hit him. However, he was stopped mid-air and then shoved roughly to the ground. The man made it look so easy. Raymond was big, bu

merciless being he was. I just stood there, watching th

me and noticed that the men were agitated and embarrassed for some reason. They w

were not the expensive type, so if one were to focus their vision, they wo

l. I was sure that my voice was inaudible, so

ir, but two arms wrapped around my waist, making me freeze. The warmth and t

un’s setting orbs. His dark blond, almost brown hair was trimmed perfectly, and his tan skin made him look beyond beau

ss. It was true that all my life I was an abused individual. However, I was still a teenage

to lure me closer and capture my senses. I should be afraid of hav

ken beyo

, and I thought I imagined things. His inhumane growl brought me back

s facing him. “No, I don’t think so…” I trailed off, and I got lost in his ey

again. I was not ready to be the helpless girl when I barely got myself free.

e they recently entered, yet I was contrad

glared at the men, who were staring at us in admiration, dare I say. “All of you, return to your rooms, and do not dare spare another glance at her.”

am yours? How come?” I raised my eyebrows in confusion. It was not normal

st anyone but myself. Sometimes, I would even doubt myself as well. I was a train full of wrecked emotions, and I needed ans

at his words. It sounded genuine. “Stella,” my name came out of

oduced himself. I nodded, n