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Don't Trust Him

Jennifer undressed in the bathroom and carefully inspected the bruises on her body. A print of his fingers was on her left boob and abdomen. They were red and blue. She bit her lower lip and furrowed her eyebrows. 

"These will look worse tomorrow." Wincing, she traced the marks. "Ouch," she whispered. 

"What will look worse tomorrow?" 

Frank's voice startled her. She had forgotten that the door wasn't closed. Frank most probably heard her speak to herself. 

She didn't have to say anything. His eyes dilated when he saw her bruised body. His gaze focused on the marks on her chest and stomach. His forehead creased as he sauntered over to her. His gaze didn't leave the marks the attacker had left on her. 

Swallowing the accumulated saliva he touched her reddened skin. He must have held onto her with all his might, for it to bruise like that. 

"I'll kill him," gritting his teeth, he traced her so

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