Chapter 111

The horror in Amelia's eyes deepened. She sniffed again, wiping her teary eyes while she folded her arms again. Her legs were red from excessive squatting.

"You don't have to do this," she squeaked. As if those words were meant to do anything to him.

Maxwell pulled his belt out. His pants fell from his waist. Amelia's eyes widened as she saw his rocked hard self straighten. It scared her. He was by far the biggest she had ever seen, and she was not liking it.

Maxwell dragged her by the arm out of the corner. He threw her over the table, making her slam her back into the concrete wall behind them. Amelia winced. A sharp pain in her side made her whimper.

All those actions did not provoke pity. Not with those eyes, Maxwell had.

In them, she could see hunger.

Lust.

Torture.

She recovered herself and sat up straight.

"Take off your blouse. I've waited far too long for this". He commanded. Amelia had no choice. He had her son with him and if she dared to say no, she was sure she would n