[Cara]The throbbing pain on the back of my neck felt like I’d been bludgeoned with a mallet. Rousing me into consciousness. Hissing and wincing in pain, I forced my eyes to peel open. The putrid smell of human waste assaulted my senses, eliciting a violent revolt in my stomach.It was dark, and the only thing that provided me with any kind of illumination was the sliver of light that shone through the hole in the wall. The ground below was damp, and I didn’t want to know what kind of moisture it was. Bracing for the pain, I slowly inhaled deeply, allowing my body to fully function before I pushed myself up. Wracking my brain with every last bit of memory I can scour to recall what just happened.The last time I remember was talking to Hannah. She told me how Damon sexually assaulted her, showing the bruises around her throat. I was livid, furious when those men with full-face bonnets showed up, apprehending us, and gunfire broke out, then someone hit me in the head. Instantly knockin

[Cara] He’s right there.So close that if I slip my arms through the bar gaps I could wrap my hands around his throat and choke him to death. But I know I couldn’t, I wanted to, yet I’d be dead before I can make it happen. His face was just like in the picture, but with more gray hairs peppering on his head and wrinkles creasing on his forehead.Ten years changed him so much, but I know it was still the same monster that once ruled this place. He had a thick accent that I couldn’t decipher which country it was coming from.If only Nancy wasn’t here with me, I would have already taken the chance to lunge into the steel bars and claw his face.She was cowering and whimpering against me. I could feel her traumas flashing before her eyes triggered by the electrical hum vibrating from the single bulb suspended above us. I protectively wrapped my arms around her, hoping that I could offer her some sense of protection even though I am as helpless as a fly caught in a piece of sticky paper.“

[3rd POV—Damon]“You—” anger came rolling in him soon as he recovered from the horrible news. “How could you let this happen!”He had the agent on the collar in one fluid motion and pressed him against the car. This action alerted the FBI team and made the tension thick in the air.Burson got her. Damon isn’t a saint to not know what he will do to her once he gets his filthy hands around Cara. Just the notion of him touching her sends his emotions spiraling into haywire, turning his vision black and red. He shouldn’t have listened to Davien and stopped her from leaving the mansion. Then this wouldn’t have happened.He was too consumed with his ego and anger that he hasn’t thought about her safety in the hands of the FEDs. He had an unrealistically high level of confidence that the pig could keep her safe.Oh, boy he was so wrong, and it only served to infuriate him more about his carelessness.“Mr. Montreal, get away from Agent Munk or we’ll shoot you!” A woman’s voice ricocheted in t

[Cara]Nancy was still a bit disoriented with all the things happening simultaneously. I’m even quite surprised with myself that I haven’t succumbed yet to madness with all the information my brain had to cater to at the moment. However, I am determined to get Nancy out of here.That, I promise myself.I prompt Nancy’s back against the wall, rubbing my palm on her arms when she shivered, and her teeth rattled at the coldness of the damp concrete behind her.Hushing her trembling, I cupped her face and stared straight into her eyes. “Nancy. We’re going to get through this. I promise.”She blinked, her teeth sinking at the bottom of her chapped lips, and ran her tongue to moisten them before she replied. “I want to go home.”My heart breaks hearing how weak her voice is, how everything on her is battered and violated. She was cold and naked. All I want to do is hug her tight and offer my warmth to her, but we cannot stay long in this place. I have to find a way.“You’re going home.” I n

[Cara] Is it even possible for a person to feel so hollow?Detached?Not to feel anything?I mean, I do feel one thing. Coldness. It felt as though thick layers of ice had been laid down over my chest, rendering it completely numb. Where I can’t feel anything at all.Had I finally succumbed to madness?I don’t know, and I no longer care if I do.“Oh, fuck!”My attention shifted to the man humping furiously inside me. His head rests over my shoulder as he shudders for one forceful thrust. He had already lowered his gun, pounding ceaselessly as I could feel him nearing his climax.Honestly, I don’t know what to make of my situation right now. I wanted to think of this as a one-night stand. Nancy and I have done it a few times before, just for fun when we’re so drunk and up for some mischief.On the other hand, in contrast to some of those one-night stands, this one offers absolutely no pleasure.The only sensation I could feel was nothing but him frantically rubbing his shaft into my w