A sex slave

"Let him go!" Storm suddenly said, and the beating stopped. I peeked an eye open, and watched him, trying to know what he was going to do.

Will he kill me with his hands? Is that why he stopped the men? Is the Storm of this world a sadistic man?

He squatted in front of me and placed his hand under my jaw, making me stare into his blue eyes.

"What will happen when I let you go?" He raised a brow at me. "Why should I even do that?"

"Please help me," I whimpered. The pain from the wound those men inflicted on me was so painful, it seemed like I had gotten a broken rib or two.

"Why?" He smiled, looking like the devil. "What do you have to offer, Omega?" His dark eyes stared into my scared one, making it seem like he was about to devour me with the darkness.

"Anything!" I cried out. "I will do anything you wish for me to do! Anything to exempt me from death!"