Gwen did a lot of things, made a lot of mistakes, and crossed paths with a lot of people. And, she did those people very dirty. This makes those people want revenge. And one of them is a man named Jeremy.
His anger and hatred is so much, he decides...
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👼 MY ANGEL 👼
After a long sleep, Elsa awoke blearily. Blinking her eyes open, Elsa realized that both her hands and legs were tied up.
She was currently locked somewhere dark. She was also sleeping on a cemented floor.
The only source of light she had was from the small rectangular window on the wall in front of her.
With how the sky looked at this moment, she deduced it to be evening already. She had been asleep the entire day.
She struggled as she tried to untie herself, but the ropes were too tight for her to do anything quickly.
She wanted to use her teeth and untie her hand slowly.
But right then, the door creaked open and a ray of light shone inside. Elsa quickly closed her eyes, pretending to still be unconscious.
Two men strolled inside. One of them stopped in front of Elsa and roughly pinched her delicate chin. "Tsk. What a pretty lady. We're going to have so much fun playing with her later!"
"How about we have a taste test?" the other said with lust in his voice that Elsa noticed.
She needed to come up with a plan to get out of this, and fast.
"Yes! I can't wait anymore!"
After reaching an agreement, the two men's eyes darkened with desire.
But before one of them placed a hand on Elsa's clothes and began to take them off, someone stopped the duo. "Hey, hey, hey. What are you two doing?
"The bitch just called and said she'll be here in a few minutes. She said she wants to watch us play with this woman and film us doing it. Save some strength and don't touch the chick just yet," he said to his mates.
When they heard that, they were annoyed that they had to wait. "Fuck! That bitch sure knows how to have fun!" exclaimed the man who was about to touch Elsa.
By the 'bitch', they meant Victoria.
The two followed the other man out and locked the door behind them.
Elsa opened her eyes and slowly sat up. After forcefully calming herself, she took a good look at her surroundings.
All sorts of cardboard boxes littered the room and glass shards were scattered around the ground below the window.
Shuffling over, Elsa grabbed a large piece of glass with her hands and began to work on the rope behind her.
Her hands began to bleed from the rope before the rope could give.
But what were such wounds to her in the face of the torment she had endured before? She was stronger, tougher. She could take it.
Biting through the pain, Elsa finally cut through the rope around her hands and began to work on the rope around her feet.
Staring at the only small window in front of her and the messy boxes that were littered all over the room, an escape plan formed in Elsa's mind.
Alas, right at that moment, footsteps began to sound from outside the door.
