Rescued

“Bitch! I was being kind to you! Is this how you repay me?”

He stomped over to her. His loud footsteps made dread arise at the pit of her stomach. Bowing down, he grabbed her by her collar and raised her. Bruises started to form on Esther’s face.

He sneered.

“Since you do not prefer the nice way, I have to go rough on you. Whores like you do not deserve to be treated with mercy after all.”

Esther had a low pain tolerance to begin with. That’s why, this much was enough for her to break down and hope for this to end. She hated how she couldn’t lose her consciousness. At least at an unaware state, she wouldn’t have to suffer.

She did want to hope that someone would save her. But that was highly improbable. Her siblings were not home for two days. Her parents hardly cared about her. And then that image that flashed in her mind.

Would Asher even know that she was abducted? No, even if he was aware,