Elena
"Let go off me." I cried, struggling to break free from Celine's tight grip, but she just wouldn't blink.
"Shut up, you pig." She snarled, dragging me through the stairs and into her and Blake's bedroom.
I gulped at the realization of what was about to happen—no, I couldn't face such humiliation.
In an instant, I tried mindlinking Lydia to tell her I have accepted her offer, but the mindlink doesn't go through.
Blake entered the room, and as Celine released her grip on me, a cruel mocking smile curled on the corners of her lips.
"Where do you think will be more preferable? Should we tie her by the door or the bedstand?". Blake hissed as I shuddered.
"No, please, you guys shouldn't do this. I don't want to watch anything." I whimpered as my tears fell, salty streams down my fac
