Chapter 34

Emily's eyelashes trembled lightly. It felt like something heavy was crushing her, suffocating and unbearable. She slowly opened her eyes, instantly locking eyes with a man's chilling gaze. "Awake?" James smirked, lowering his head and biting her roughly. "Ahh..." A muffled cry of pain escaped her lips, part shame, part agony, instantly flushing her cheeks red. She froze in horror—completely naked, her body sore all over like it had been shattered. James had clearly been relentless. His large hand traced down her waist and hips, triggering terrifying flashbacks of when she was violated in that old warehouse. Terror flashed across her eyes. She instinctively recoiled, struggling to push him away, trying to get as far as possible. “No! Don't touch me!” His grip on her waist tightened, face twisting with mockery. "Still acting crazy? You're really not tired of this trick, huh?" Emily sobbed, desperately shaking her head. Every fiber in her body screamed against his touch. But he only got