Yin Zhu felt her breath hitch in her throat only to be never released, she had never felt this trapped before not even when she was left in the alley by her mother when she ran away with another man with whom she fell in love after realising that she could not leave the life of poverty with her father.
With her eyes that were tittering on the edge of crying, she stared at the three men who were holding her down and repeated in a desperate attempt, " You said that you do not force women and you will not harm me either."
" That's right, we do not force women," agreed Situ Ziyu as he traced the pulse point of her neck with his thumb, his skin brushing against her own causing her skin to light up with millions of sparks that Yin Zhu ignored while the purity ring that she wore around her neck which was buried inside her clothes started to shimmer with a glow when the three men came so close to her.