Queen of the Slums
My legs shook with fear as I quickly tried to explain, "That's not my responsibility. I'm just a delivery person."
He got impatient. Suddenly, he grabbed me and threw me onto the bed.
"I don't care about that. You are the woman they sent to me. You're so beautiful, just like a doll."
I was so terrified that I almost burst into tears, thrashing and fighting with everything I had.
He violently tore open my top with both hands, popping off several buttons and exposing my lace-trimmed bra.
"My, my, black lace, eh? I can tell you're a wild one just by looking at you."
Bab Populer