翱产蝉è诲别

chapter 5-

"Are you finished? I haven't heard any water running." He said sternly . " Or do you want me to bathe you?"

"N-no, I'm okay." I said. I didn't hear anything else so I assume that he went away. I wasn't going to listen to him, what if he would do something bad to me after I'm finished. I had something that I want to share with my husband not some murderer. I walked over to the corner of the bathroom. I won't bathe, I won't clean myself to please him. I then crawled up into the corner, not being able to stop my tears.

After couple minutes or so I heard the door knocked on again. I kept quiet this time, I don't know what he is going to do but I just pray that it will be quick. I shut my eyes tightly as I hear him open the door aggressively. He then spot in the corner and walked over to me, before I could move he grab my hair and yank me up.

" Didn't I told you to clean yourself!" He yelled in my face. I put my hands on his trying to release his tight grip. He then yank me beside the tub that was in the middle of the bathroom. " I told you I would have to do it myself!" He then used both of his hands and rip my shirt open. I cried out before I use all my strength to push him off of me. It was like pushing a brick wall, he then slapped me so harshly that I fell down. He then pull my shorts down and now I was left with a ripped shirt, my bra and underwear. I used my leg and kicked him in his stomach, he groaned and clutch his stomach. I got up and tried to run to the door but he then grabbed my hair and pulled back and then I received a hard punch to the face. I fell down back to the floor and hit my head. He then got on top of me and punch me again. I was barely conscious now, my face hurt.

He took of the remaining shirt and then her also rip my bra off of me and then my underwear. I couldn't even look at him, I look to the side avoiding his gaze.

" tu es si belle, tu sais ça?" He said lowly. He then picked me up and put me in the tub, he then turn the water on to full the tub. He then stand over there and just kept staring at me. I then used my arm to cover my chest and hand to cover my lower area, I felt so gross under his gaze. I stared back at him as he looked at me as if he was lost, as if his mind wasn't there.

" I- I'll do it myself! Just fuck off!" I cried out. I then pick up the sponge trying to show him that I can do it myself.

" Okay." He said before he walked off. I thought he was going to leave but then I saw him took a chair from the corner and brought it Infront of the bath tub and sat on it. " Bathe."

"N-no, I can't do it in front of you. Leave!"

" You really think you should talk to me like that? I can do bad things to you and your family." He said and I chuckled

" I have no family." I spat at him.

" What about your grandma and what about Gregory?" He asked smirking and I gasp. How did he know about them. " Your phone... You seem very close with Gregory. His he your boyfriend?" I was puzzled, when did he had time to take my phone? Also I didn't even have a password on it. God I was I dumb.

"He's just my boss..." I said

" Nope, he's more than that. His he your sugar daddy? He looks a bit old. Did he pay for your trip?"he questioned.

" None of your business."

" Well... then, corporate with me or else I will kill them." He shrugged. " Or..you know pretty women like yourself are valuable resources. You know how much cash people would pay to fuck you? I won't have any problem selling you to a brothel or human trafficking? That faith is worse than death."

" Please don't do that.." I rushed out. He was right that faith was worse than death. I'm not shaming sex workers but when someone else is selling you and you no longer have any say over your own body. With men from all backgrounds paying cash to do whatever to you, you won't have a choice to refuse, they won't respect your body and do whatever they please.