Chapter 19

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I watch as LJ walks towards the door, taking out the key, listening to the sound of him locking the door from the outside, followed by his fading footsteps.
I couldn't help but sigh and glance around, there were no windows and no other way out but the door that was now locked.
Huffing, i hop off of the table and blow air through my lips but only wince at the sudden pain, forgetting the tiny wounds around my mouth from where my lips were stitched shut as well as feeling the stinging sensation  in my thigh.

"Jesus I'm a mess.."
I breathe a low sigh, finally coming to the realisation of how much blood I've probably lost and how weak I actually feel. It didn't help that I was cold either. I've got a blanket now but I'd much rather have my clothes, though I couldn't see those anywhere.

"Ehehe you'll find no Jesus here dear~"
A voice chuckles calmly behind me. The initial sound of the voice scared me but the tone was so warm and welcoming. Turning around my eyes slam open as my gaze slowly looks up to the tall creature standing before me. The one I believed to be named 'Offender'.
I wonder why they call him that?

"H-How, how did you get in! The doors-"

"Locked? Yes I know. Call it my speciality of getting into rooms I'm not supposed to be in"
He interrupts me and he casually but slowly walks towards me. His sharp teeth held in a flirtatious smile, getting wider and wider the closer he gets to me. To the point where I begin to worry and start to back away from him.

"I think you should leave! LJ will be back soon and-"

"LJ?! THAT BASTARD?! WHAT DOES HE HAVE THAT I DONT HUH?!"
Offender suddenly yells in anger as he charges at me, ripping the blanket off of me, his long strong arms forcing me against a wall, his tendrils flailing behind him, faster than his usual chilled pace.
"Come on ~ don't fight it. You know you'd much rather have my name carved on your thigh. Right?"
He grins, pushing himself against me as his tendrils begin to wrap around me. One around each of my arms, one around my waist and another around my neck. Holding me against the wall as his hands move down from my shoulders and begin to smooth down my thighs. Giving them a squeeze before slowly dragging them up my inner thigh between my legs.

"No! Stop it!!"
I cry as I desperately wriggle against his grip, trying to pry myself free. Slamming my legs together, clamping his hands down so they couldn't go any higher.

"Now now. That's no way for a girl to behave.~"
He chuckles as two more tendrils wrap around my legs, yanking them open. I couldn't help but gasp a little as my legs were pulled apart a little more than I was comfortable with so there was a brief sharp pain in my hips.

"OoOOo yeah that's better. Your skin is so beautiful  [Name]."

"W-What!? .. how do you know my-"

"How do I know your name? Oh darling. I know everyone's name"
He grins as his hands grip around my underwear. I couldn't help but scream in the hope someone would hear me.

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