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"You can run, but you can never hide." Cuhen Malcogn. Cuhen Malcogn was considered an eagle by those around him. His presence frightens everyone. When he kidnapped and hid Don Hernandez's daughter on his private island, the woman was terrified of him. Fighting a Malcogn is wrong because he will make your life miserable. With him on the island, he made Ellah's life a living hell. Through his own law, he forced her to experience pain and pleasure. He claimed her repeatedly and made her feel the guilt her father had committed. However, the woman ran away from him one day. As a result, he had even more reason to torture the woman. Until his heart began to beat incorrectly... Another name was being whispered... Ellah.
"Please d-don't!" Ellah's voice trembled as she said those words. Tears welled up in her innocent eyes, and her body trembled in response to extreme fear.
"You must pay for what your father did to me, sweetheart," his voice is lethal and fatal.
She blinked, and tears streamed from her eyes like rain. Even though she couldn't see the man's entire face since they were in a dark room with only the light of the lampshade providing light, she could tell he was up to something bad.
She hugged the blanket tightly to her body, as if the blanket could cover what the man in front of her was planning now.
She couldn't believe what the man said. She knew he was fabricating a story against her father. She's telling the truth! Her father was a well-known businessman with a good heart.
"You're sick! My father is a good man. How did you come to accuse my father of that?" Ellah knew her voice was weak from fear, but she was still able to defend her beloved father.
She noticed him pounding and cursing loudly in the air. She almost had a heart attack, especially when she noticed her face darkening despite the fact that she couldn't see the man's face. Why isn't he just letting her go?
"I wanted to murder your father. But when I saw you, her lovely daughter... I changed my mind. I will make your father suffer the pain he inflicted on me."
"You're a demon!" She couldn't stop yelling. In front of her is a lunatic man. She wanted to slap him and strike him, but she knew it would be futile. If she did, she would only endanger herself further.
He grinned and mumbled. "Yes, I am, and hell is my domain." It got closer to where she was.
No, her entire system went cold. She tightened her grip on the blanket. He will not succeed in whatever he sets out to do! He'll have to wait for her to die before he can do what he wants. She considered how to flee, but her mind was so preoccupied that she couldn't think clearly.
Oh my God! Please help me!
"S-stay away from me..."
The man in front of her just grinned foolishly. It was already at the foot of the bed when her eyes caught sight of him removing its shirt and throwing it somewhere. Her hair stood up on her body, and she began screaming in fear, terrified of what might happen. She is not a fool if she does not understand what he means; he will do something bad to her! Fear gripped her, but she quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. She jumped on the bed to run to the door and get out of that hell, but he grabbed her waist.
She resembled a piece of paper that he had pulled. She was disoriented and screaming, but her back landed on the soft bed. He tightened his grip on her hand and pressed it against her head. She couldn't help but scream in response to the fear and pain she was experiencing as a result of the pressure on her wrist.
Oh, no!
She tried to break free, but she had almost exhausted all of her strength. Again, tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Yeah, scream. Nobody will notice you. You're in my territory," his voice is deadly and fatal.
As tears streamed down her cheeks, she closed her eyes. She didn't want to see this stranger's face. Whatever she does to plead and fight seems insignificant to the man. Was this the end of his false accusation against her father?
"Please, I beg you... Let go of me! My father is worried-" When he tightened his grip on her hand, the pain overwhelmed her even more.
Ellah appeared to be taken aback by his weight when it landed on her, but that didn't matter; all Ellah wanted was to get out of this hell.
"Don't worry, you're not going to return to your canine father."
Fear gripped her entire body as she think what the man done to her father. She was able to examine his face freely thanks to the lampshade. For a few seconds, she was stunned and speechless, as if hypocritical. She would have come to her senses if his eyes hadn't already turned to hers, full of rage, lust, and vengeance!
When she finally recognized the man in front of her, she erupted in rage, exclaiming, "You?!"
He simply smiled and kissed her on the lips without saying anything. She closed her eyes and resumed her fight. It can't get her body because she's getting married in two months.
She sobbed at the realization that she could do nothing to stop this man. She felt his lip touch her neck, and it felt like thousands of volts passed through her body as it did.
She yelled for help, but he covered her mouth so she didn't make a sound. Nothing was happening no matter how much she begged and struggled to keep it because a demon was in front of her now, and it appeared to be lurking in the flesh inside a person. A sob almost mixed with cold and tears on her cheeks as it escaped her throat.
"Ready?" He smile like a demon.
No!
She burst out crying at the thought of him doing something she couldn't accept. Until she felt him yank her summer dress off and tear it. She tried to stop him, but one of its hands grabbed both of her hands. Nothing happens no matter what she does. Nothing. This is most likely the end of her.
He could have killed her, she thought, but he didn't. She needed to warn her father about this lunatic man. She love her father, and the thought that something bad will happen to him will rock her world. Her father was the only member of her family.
He tore the scanty cloth that covered her private body next, she felt. She wished she could cover them with her hands, but she couldn't. As one of his hands moves freely over her body, instilling that unforgivable fear. Her sobbing and screams became more strident. Every caress it bestowed was rejected by her body.
"N-no, please!" she exclaimed, but she knew her voice was powerless. The kisses he gives her appear to crush her. His hands causing a strange heat in her system disturbed her sober mind. She's befuddled!
He didn't pay attention to her pleading. It went on, and she then heard him pull the belt of its pants. Her dim eyes widened as she felt the belt tie too tightly around her wrist.
He stepped away from her for a moment and removed his clothes. She tried to get out of bed but couldn't. She was exhausted from screams and hysterics just to let her go.
When his arrogant manhood stared back at her, she was startled, terrified, and shaken. She became increasingly disoriented in bed and struggled to get out. She gave him a steady kick, but he just touched her two thighs.
"Are you finished inspecting my body, sweetheart?" He had a demon-like grin on his face.
"Stop there, please I'm begging you!" She didn't give up hope of pleading with him and persuading him to change his mind. She isn't interested in his six-pack abs.
He forcibly parted her thigh as his gaze deepened. "I like it better when you beg, sweety." She had no idea what to expect from his rage when he suddenly revealed his manhood to her.
She sobbed in agony, and tears welled up in her eyes once more. It's gone, it's gone! Her cherished virginity The thing she had cared about for the past 23 years had vanished! She's keeping it as a gift for her future husband, but it's gone because of this man.
When he saw that she was hurt, things seemed to get worse. He stunn and cursed several times in the air before suddenly standing up and leaving her on the bed alone. The next thing she heard was the loud closing of the door.
She was sobbing. What would she appear to herself and her future husband? She also cried loudly for a few minutes before feeling completely drowsy, overwhelmed by a long silence, and sleeping like that: her wrists were tied and her body was uncovered. But before she fell asleep, she convinced herself that it was all a dream, and when he awoke the next day, she was not in the room where she had witnessed her pleas and cries.
WHEN she felt someone caress her cheek, she shivered. She abruptly opened her eyes and realized she was no longer in her own room in their mansion. However, she was in the same room as the man who was furious with her father.
She looked at the man, who had now taken a step back, and even as she begged him to let her go, he slammed the door shut.
The light streaming in through the window indicated that it was morning. It was a good thing her hands weren't tied anymore, and... When she noticed she had a blanket up to her sternum, she was speechless for a moment.
She drew a bitter smile on her lips and cried. A series of drops resulted in outbursts of rage. She can't believe what happened to her until this day. She was happily walking on the beach by herself just a few days ago, praising the beauty of the ocean. But it's all turned into a nightmare now...
"Hija, after you relax at the resort with your friends, make sure you go straight home to the mansion, huh? Perhaps you don't want to irritate your father."
"Aye aye, Dad!" she laughed, rolling her eyes across the beach.
Oh, how she wished she could return to this location! Her mother gave birth here, so the resort holds special meaning for her. She smiled, but sadness overcame her when she remembered her lovely mother after a long time.
"Do you still there, Hija?"
"Hey, Dad, I need to hang up!" she said softly, returning her attention to the other line. I'll just pick up the shells, and don't worry, your best daughter will never hurt her favorite and dearest father in the world's feelings. Dad, I adore you. "You're the best father on the planet!"
When she heard her father laugh on the other line, her sad voice was replaced by a smile.
"I love you, my baby, and please take care of yourself."
She was picking up the beautiful shells after the call when she became aware that a pair of feet had stopped in front of her. She looked up, taken aback, to see a man holding a flower. She was preoccupied with the flowers and didn't pay much attention to the man's face. She is a flower enthusiast! It's no surprise that she's set on having a garden wedding.
"It is being given to you by someone." When she took it, it immediately turned away.
She was taken aback, but she read what was written on the red note hanging from the lovely flower.
'C.M'
She rolled her eyes, hoping to see the man who had given her, but there was no trace of him. She'd simply inquire as to who was giving it to her. She was so lovely with the flower she was holding that she smelled it. When she smelled the strong chemical that engulfed the flower, she quickly covered her nose. Her eyes felt heavy and dizzy. Unbeknownst to her, she let go of the flower and was swept away by the seawater that hit her foot. But first, she felt strong arms join her limp body while covering her nose with a handkerchief.
"It's time for retaliation, sweetheart," he said quietly.
Finally, the light went out, and the entire atmosphere darkened. She had no recollection of anything, and when she awoke, she was in a room with the man who was furious at her father.
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