In his domination, Kill had finally gotten what he wanted, his prize was beneath him, and he could smell her sweet scent, and it drove him crazier as he violated the breasts that were before him.
"Baby girl, you know you look tempting, right?"
He was looking at the red-eyed Jasmine with an evil smile.
" You're mine today and I'm going to have you the way I want."
No! This was not happening to her. Jasmine thought it had to be a really bad dream.
She shouted for help as loudly as she could. She didn't know whose name to call
"Mr. Charles! Help - Charles- " she cried fearfully, not knowing whether the man was still there spying on her. She didn't know why, from all the names she could have called, that name came into her mind. And frankly, she didn't care who it was, someone had to save her from the beast that was on top of her. All she could hope for was for someone to barge in suddenly.