
Marcella, who was forced to pretend to obey the orders of the man she hated the most, closed her eyelids. At first he thought that Zack would no longer tease him, but he was wrong because his body was instead tightly hugged from behind and made him instantly plunge from his stomach.
He was completely disgusted and traumatized and afraid, but from earlier held him back. Until it is touched again, it cannot hide what is felt.
"Don't touch me! I want to sleep quietly, "the circus Marcella is still on her back without intending to look back.
Even he spoke while continuing to stare at the teapot filled with white water on the nightstand. It was very desirable that he immediately grabbed it and broke it so that he could tear his veins to quickly leave the world that was considered unfair to him.
However, be aware if it may only be a failure if the man behind him has not slept, so be patient. Despite having to endure the raging feeling that made him tormented.
"Alright .. alright. I'm not gonna bother you. Sleep because you must be very tired tonight," said Zack who now immediately moved away because he was in a very close position.
At first he thought it would be very comfortable to sleep while hugging, but everything was not as beautiful as expected. He can only put it all in his heart.
'She should feel pleasure, just like women who are always weak in their sensitive parts. Why isn't he? Is Marcella not normal? Did he not feel the peak of pleasure at all when we were fused earlier?' he muttered while moving his back to the figure of a woman with a similar position earlier.
Until he now closed his eyes after several yawns because his body was very tired after forsing the power harder only to conquer the woman who always refused it.
Meanwhile, Marcella who was still silent like a statue, from earlier did not open her eyes because she wanted to concentrate more to listen. Whether Zack is asleep or not.
He waited long enough, maybe even half an hour. Moreover, he had heard the sound of regular breathing that filled the room of the hotel room which was a silent witness to his chastity being snatched.
As he slowly got out of bed, he made sure Zack didn't wake up. He felt very relieved because there was no movement at all from the man with the regular breathing sound.
Until he immediately moved quickly to pick up the teapot filled with water and began to walk sagging toward the bathroom. 'I must not fail and that bastard will not be able to stop me.'
Once in the bathroom, he locked the door and stared at the mirror. "Dad, Mom, I'm sorry that just getting here makes you happy. I can't live with this kind of contempt."
A tear thread that had already caved its way across the face, did not make it remove it as it currently instantly broke something in his hand by dropping onto the floor.
Until the sound of a broken teapot decorates the atmosphere of the bathroom. Without wasting any time, he now squatted directly on the floor and unhesitatingly tore apart the broken glass on his left wrist.
"Maxos ...."
Marcella grimaced with the excruciating pain when the sharp shards tore and let out a red liquid with a rancid smell.
"Dad, Mother, Erland, goodbye" said Marcella in a hoarse voice enduring the excruciating pain in her veins and her consciousness gradually disappeared. Plus the blood is getting out of there.
To be continued...