"This old hag will die if you don't remove your clothes. I swear, even if it means on this man's lifeless body, you will be left naked. So it's better to strip now rather than pretending you won't do it, because in the end, you will," Alice kicked the old guard once more and exclaimed,"Now it's up to you," “Please…”, she tried to beg. "Either you choose to be naked, or I will tear every piece of clothing from your body. It would be best if this old hag, who dared to come too close to you, met his demise first, and then I'll deal with you," Alice cut her off .Alisha trembled in fear and spoke through tears, "How can you kill him? You can't just take someone's life. It's a crime."Alice laughed and replied, "You're naive to think I won't do it. I will, regardless of how much of a crime it may seem to you."“Please, it's cold, and it's improper to remove one's clothes," Alisha's tears flowed even more."You're going to do it now, or I'll make you. I will never go back on my word, Angel
Alisha stood on her trembling legs, in Alice's tightly gripping her hair , forcing her to meet his gaze. His face wore a sinister expression, instilling fear deep within her. The sight of his bloodshot eyes intensified her terror, creating a situation far worse than she had anticipated.Alice slapped her again, preventing her from falling to the ground. "Please, stop!"The slaps continued relentlessly, one after another, without any regard for her well-being. It was unfathomable how he could strike her with such madness, completely disregarding the pain he inflicted.After a barrage of slaps, he released his grip on her face and sneered, "I despise it when people try to sound innocent. Your incessant screaming is driving me to madness. Keep it to yourself."With blood dripping from her mouth, Alisha managed to utter, "You're a bad person. How could you slap me like this? You told me to do this, and now you're saying it's wrong. I hate you for treating me this way. It's wrong to raise
"Is that so? Well, guess what? I would love to call it a dick, and you can't stop me. How about I show you what a real d**ick can do, other than just peeing? That would be quite entertaining," Alice sneered. "Why would I want to see your pee? I have no interest in that. And as for what you call 'dicks,' I've seen plenty before."Alice was beyond shocked. No, shocking was an understatement. He was furious upon hearing her claim that she had seen many penises.In a fit of anger, he grabbed her face, forcing her to meet his gaze. "What the hell are you saying?" he seethed. "How dare you speak this way?"Alisha, suspended in mid-air as he held her by the waist, responded, "Yes, I've seen penises. When I say I've seen them."Alice shouted in rage, "Don't you dare manipulate me with your words! You dare pretend to be innocent! You're just a bitch who's willing to do anything with anyone!"Alisha innocently blinked her eyes. "Why would I manipulate? I swear on my mother Mary, I'm telling the
Despite her bleeding wounds, Alisha manages to remain somewhat composed. She takes solace in the fact that at least the old guard is safe from the clutches of these monsters. Who knows what would have happened if they had targeted him as well?But what about her? How will she manage to escape from this situation? Blood trickles down her cheeks, mouth, head, and even her feet. The pain is becoming unbearable, causing her entire body to go numb. It's hard to fathom how things took such a turn for the worse. "How much?," Alice asks her.Alisha responds, confused, "How much what?"Alice's tone turns harsh as she warns, "Don't pretend like you don't understand. Tell me, how much do you charge?"Alisha, still perplexed, asked, "Charge for what? Can you please explain?""Stop playing games! Tell me how much you charge for taking dic**ks."Alisha, taken aback, exclaims, "Why would I do that? I've already told you I'm a girl with a vagina. What are you talking about?""You fooled me by pretend
Alice leaves her hair and carries her in his arms, and starts to walk with Alisha in his arms as she cries, her voice trembling with pain. "It hurts," she sobs."Didn't I tell you to close your eyes? Why are they still open like that?"Alisha, in agony, replies, "I'm bleeding, Auntie."Alice's mother, struggling to keep up with Alice's pace, reassures Alisha, "I'm here, Alisha."Through her tears, Alice's mother pleads, "Please, Alice, let her go and see what you've done. It's inhumane. Can't you see how she's suffering? We need to take her to the hospital."Alice dismisses her concerns, saying, "Mom! She's not going anywhere. Call the doctor to come to our house. It's not that serious; she's just bleeding. Don't worry, it'll be fine.""Why are you behaving like this, Alice?,"His mother shouts.Ignoring her, he reaches his room, and Alice instructs his mother, "Call the doctor, and I'll give my Angel a bath. Blood stinks."His mother can't believe her son's behaviour at this moment. H
Alice gazed upon Alisha's unconscious body, her delicate form cradled in his arms as he swiftly carried her to the built-in cupboard in his bathroom. Gently laying her down on the slab, he retrieved his hoodie from the cupboard and carefully dressed her, tenderly tending to the injuries he had inadvertently caused."These wounds will heal," he thought to himself, "I won't let them mark her skin permanently. They may look beautiful now, but I want her to bear only my marks, not these ugly injuries. She's an epitome of beauty, even in this state."After attending to Alisha, he changed into his night suit, opting for a black hoodie and pyjamas. However, the red hoodie suited him so well, especially with her in his arms.Emerging from the bathroom, he settled her on the bed and sat beside her, captivated by her flushed face. Her lips, despite being injured, held an alluring quality that he found irresistible. He leaned in, lightly tasting the lingering hint of blood, finding it strangely s
Alisha gazed at him with her large, bewildered eyes, exclaiming, "Why must I only think about you when I possess a mind that can entertain any thought I desire? My eyes should behold whatever I wish to see as well."Alice felt like tearing his hair out upon hearing her. She was something he couldn't tolerate, yet he couldn't bring himself to leave her.Alisha then attempted to make sense of it all and declared loudly, "I'm in hell with you. Now witness how clever I am. But why am I in hell? I've always been a good girl, so what could have caused God to send me here? I'm such a good girl, yet here I am in hell with you. He's so bad, so he deserves it, but what about me? Is it because I never ate my food like an obedient child that I ended up here?"Before Alisha could say anything more, Alice's mom entered the room and asked her, "How are you, dear?"Alisha looked at her, made an oval face, and then said, "You're here too? Auntie, are we all dead? What are you doing in hell? I know you
"It's not like I can lend my intelligence to you because it's not something you can have.""Are you mocking me? You are trying to mock Alice Sharma?,"Alice asked her.Alice's mom couldn't control herself and started laughing, saying, "You both are fighting too much, more than needed, just like kids."She couldn't believe she was seeing this coming from her son, who never meddled in any situation. Here he was, behaving like a child, fighting over silly things, seemingly enjoying it.Alisha, in her childish manner, said, "Aunty! I'm not fighting, it's him. He is fighting with me. I'm always a good girl who never fights with anyone, and he is older than me. Why would I fight?""You can see, Mom, it's not me who is talking nonsense here. It's her who is talking nonsense and then picking a fight with me, now saying she is not fighting, such a so-called good girl,."Alice interrupted. (Note the sarcasm dripping from his voice)"Who says I talk nonsense when I surely don't? You always take thi