[Warning: This Chapter contains sensitive content.]
"No, please!" Patricia tried to fight off the man over her, turning her head from side to side. She threw her arms everywhere until the man grabbed them and pinned them above her head. "Stop! No!"
Patricia kept turning her head, kicking in the air despite his growing weight on her legs.
"Stop resisting, I said!" the man yelled through gritted teeth, pressing his leg against hers to stop her from moving. Keeping her hands pinned with just one hand, he reached for his belt and unbuckled it.
"No!" she whimpered, adrenaline rushing through every nerve in her body.
"Stop —"
BANG!
Both of them froze for a second at the sound of gunfire. The man instinctively looked back at the entrance while Patricia’s breath hitched. For a moment, she thought someone had shot her. But when realization dawned on her, she clenched her teeth and pushed the man off of her. His brief distraction allowed her to succeed.
"Hah..." she cried as she crawled away, her body feeling like soft tofu, but she pushed herself. As soon as she caught a thin, crumpled beer can on the floor, she threw it back at him. "Go away! Go away!"
"You bitch —" The man pushed himself up and followed her, grabbing her by the hair, which earned another scream from her. Just as he raised his hand, about to slap her across the head to make her stop, another shot rang out.
BANG!
This time, the man’s eyes widened, and his ears rang. He turned his head to the entrance and let go of Patricia, rushing outside. The first shot might have been a mistake, but the second one? He knew something was wrong.
Even though his boss and another member were outside, he knew he had to help. The man followed the echoes of the gunshots, eventually reaching the nearby kitchen. His steps stopped instantly as he heard someone groaning in pain.
"Boss?" he gasped in shock, his eyes shaking as he saw blood oozing from his boss’s leg. "Boss!"
The man rushed to his boss, bobbing his head as he assessed the situation. "Shit!" he breathed out, taking off his belt to wrap it around his boss’ leg. But before he could, he noticed another figure lying on the floor nearby.
His eyes slowly moved toward it, immediately recognizing who it was despite the darkness enveloping the area.
"Ugh..." The boss’s grunting snapped the man back to reality, and he quickly wrapped the belt around his boss’s leg to stop the bleeding. Once he was done, he moved closer to his boss’s face.
"Boss, what happened?" he asked, but all he could hear was his boss’s grunting. "Boss, what —"
His words were cut off as the boss suddenly grabbed his collar, pulling him down. Gritting his teeth tightly, the boss breathed out in a coarse voice as if his vocal cord were broken.
Meanwhile, Patricia shivered in the corner of the room. She squeezed herself into the corner as much as she could, almost fusing with the wall. She glanced at the door every once in a while; the man who had been trying to violate her had left it ajar. freёwebnovel.com
Run.
’They might be waiting for me outside. This could be just part of their games!’ she told herself, nervously eyeing the small gap. ’Moreover, shots were fired. They have guns! What if they shoot me while I try to escape?’
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