Change 2 Drowning

In a dazed, blurry state, Jane could hear voices low and muffled, like they were far away but closing in.

Her body ached. Her limbs were sore, heavy… and she couldn’t move them.

She could feel hands moving all over her skin. Something wasn’t right. Panic started to rise in her chest.

“ Zack don't you think we should fuck her first?” a rough voice muttered nearby.

“No. We orders. Just finish the job. We weren’t told to mess around,” another snapped sharply.

"But she's too sexy for us to waste this chance. No one will know why make use of that hot body. Look at those tits."the first voice trailed off.

Jane’s heart pounded.Her mind screamed for her body to move, to run. but she couldn’t. Her muscles wouldn’t respond, like she was weighed down by something she couldn’t shake off. Her breath hitched as a cold breeze brushed against her skin.

Terror surged through her as she felt a pair of rough hands running over her chest squeezing and pressing her breasts.

She realized she wasn’t fully clothed. Shame and fear hit her like a wave.

Her eyes fluttered open, blurry at first then slowly began to focus. The room was swaying. She was on some kind of boat. It smelled of rust, fuel, and salt. The windows were broken, letting in sharp winds and splashes of seawater. Two men stood in front of her, silhouettes in the dim light. faces cold and unrecognized 

One of them was holding a camera.

“Jim don't touch you fool, Mr Anderson just wants us to kill her and her unborn bastards. If autopsy is done and she is found molested both you and I will be done,” the second man zack said firmly. “Mr. Anderson didn’t ask for anything else. We’re not here to make a mess.”

Jane's blood ran cold.

Mr. Anderson… Logan?

Shock snapped through her like lightening. Logan had sent them?

The cool sea breeze and waves that were becoming violent gave her goosebumps as she felt extremely cold. Her hands and feet were tied apart with metallic ropes.

The men had a lecherous lusty leer on their faces as they were looking at the screen of camera in their hands.

Just then one of their phone rang.

"Master Anderson, it's done. Yes, we have the photos. We're finishing her off now. As you instructed, we’ll send you the proof of her dead body shortly."

"Excellent. now feed her to the sharks," came the cold voice on the other end before the call ended.

A cruel smile curved across the woman’s lips as she slowly lowered her phone.

"Jane Anderson… you dared to get in my way," she muttered darkly. "You’ll pay for stealing Logan from me. With your life. Let’s see if you’re still so proud when you're gone." Her eyes lit up with a wicked shine, and she started laughing loudly, full of joy and madness.

After a while, Jane noticed a sharp smell in the air—gasoline. Her eyes followed the sound of splashing, and she saw one of the men pouring fuel along the edges of the old ship.

“So you’re awake, pretty girl?” Jim sneered, walking over to her. “What a shame... someone like you, so soft and beautiful, It's going to end in such an ugly manner, But hey, at least we made use of your time. Wanna see?”

He flipped the screen of a camera toward her.

Jane’s heart dropped. The screen showed her unconscious, naked, with a man beside her. His hands hands roamed over her body, like she had allowed it. It looked staged like she had agreed to it. 

Her voice trembled with panic. “Why… why are you doing this to me?”

“Orders from Mr. Logan,” the man replied coldly, his eyes lingering too long on her exposed body. “He wants you gone. Quietly.”

“Please… let me go,” Jane begged, tears welling up. She didn’t care how she looked. She didn’t care about pride. She just wanted to live for her babies.

“I’ll give you ten times what he’s paying,” she pleaded. “Just let me go. Let my children live…”

Zack let out a cruel laugh. “No one outbids Logan Anderson. Not in money. Not in power .”Jane shook as fear wrapped around her chest like ice. Her lips quivered. “Please… I’m begging you…”

Zack smirked. “Sure.”

He lifted a small remote and pressed a button.

Suddenly, pain exploded through Jane’s body. Her limbs shook violently. The metal cuffs around her wrists and ankles weren’t just restraints they were delivering electric shocks. Her scream caught in her throat as her body trembled in agony.

Her scream caught in her throat. Her body shook uncontrollably, her muscles locking tight as waves of electricity surged through her. Her eyes rolled back, and her breath came in gasps.

“Hel…p…” she barely managed to whisper.

'Logan Smith... you're a monster,' her mind screamed in silent agony. 'Your children are still inside me, and you want us all dead? Loving you was my biggest mistake. If I live, I’ll make you pay. And if I die... I’ll haunt you until your last breath.'

Her heart was burning with rage, betrayal, and heartbreak.

Then, just as her body began to collapse from the pain, the current stopped. She slumped forward, barely breathing, her limbs heavy. For a second, she thought it was over.

But then Zach smirked and her blood ran cold.

“There’s more, sweetheart,” he said, pressing another button.

*Clunk!*

The metal floor groaned as a hidden panel slid open, revealing the raging sea below. Cold wind whipped against her skin. Her eyes widened in terror. She couldn't scream, couldn't move only her eyes flashed with panic.

"Zack she's going to die no one will find out about her let me fuck her pussy. Look she is dripping already," Jim said. His cold eyes ran over Jane's trembling body.

“Shut up you fool! She is wet because of the waves, get your ass off from here and go do what you are supposed to do” Zack muttered, stepping closer.

Jim left unwillingly, Zack looked at Jane his eyes rested on her breasts, then below.

'he is right though, it's a waste if nothing is done with you'

He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him and smashed his lips violently against her limp mouth.

She felt sick to her core, like every part of her had been stained. What had she done to deserve this? Was loving the wrong man her only crime? Marrying Logan… that was the worst decision of her life.

'Logan, you heartless monster!  

One day, I’ll return and make you pay for this pain and shame. I’m carrying your children, and yet you chose to destroy me. I swear whether I live or die you won’t escape what you’ve done.' she swore.

Zack hands ran over her smooth skin down south, she panicked when she realized what he was going to do.

"Mmmmm. Nooo" she tried to open her captured mouth.

The man touched her pussy.

With all the strength she had left, Jane lifted her leg and kicked him hard in the stomach.

Jake stumbled back with a snarl. “You slut! I'll teach you a lesson—”

He slammed his hand on the button.

*Click!*

The restraints released. Jane screamed as the floor beneath her gave way, and she dropped straight into the freezing ocean.

The icy water hit her like a wall. Her lungs burned as she tried to scream, but the sea swallowed her whole. Her body was too weak.

Logan… my babies… I’m sorry…

She struggled to stay above the surface, her arms weak, her body trembling. The freezing waves crashed over her again and again, stealing her breath, pulling her down. Behind her, the lights of the ship grew smaller, fading like the last bit of hope.

But her hands never left her stomach.

She clutched it tightly, protectively, as if shielding the tiny lives inside her from the cold, from the fear… from death itself.

Through her shivering lips, she whispered, “Hold on, my babies… Mama’s still here… I won’t let go… not yet.”

Her strength was nearly gone. Her eyes started to close, her body sinking. Everything was going dark.

Then, just before she slipped under, she saw a figure diving into the water.

someone was coming for her.

And then, everything faded.