Chapter 78

Ava's terrible dreams. I tried to crawl out of his grip, but I was pinned down by him. He pressed his body against mine. Shivers of fear ran through my body. I screamed out, and my cries filled the room. "Slave," he cried out, dragging my hair. "Tell me, how should I punish you? Why are you so stubborn? Why don't you accept your fate? I am your master. A slave is meant to satisfy and please their master. Why are you different? You are a loose slave. You're no longer pure. You were deflowered by an old fucking man. Why are you pretending to be pure when you are not? Why are you so fucking annoying? Why don't you properly satisfy my customers? Why?" I begged, "Mr. Drake, please stop dragging my hair. Please stop hurting me." "Slave, it's 'master' for you. Do you want me to stop hurting you? How dare you command me? I will never grant you peace if you keep denying my order," he yelled. "I fucking hate you for frustrating my precious life." "Tell me, what should I do, master? What should I