“Warren?” His sudden reaction startled me. Before I could figure out what was going on, he turned around and trudged toward me slowly but steadily. I glanced at his wound and saw that blood was still oozing out. It looked like a serious injury.
“Does your wound hurt? What the hell happened? Who hurt you?” I tried standing up, but my legs gave away, and I fell on the hard concrete. That was when I realized my legs were also tied. Warren continued to walk toward me without saying anything.
The place looked weird, and so was warren. Everything about the current situation made me uncomfortable.
Before I could react, Warren was already close to me. My body grew tense when I saw the blue veins stand out on his bare arms, and his usual sober eyes were red.
“Warren? Are you okay? Say something! What the hell is going on?! Let’s get out of this place first!” I stared at Warren and sensed that something was wrong with him.
I felt nervous to see him acting weird, so I had to find a way to save myself.
I twisted my wrists to loosen the rope. The friction tore my flesh, and blood oozed out, but the rope was still strong.
My stomach began to churn with anxiety, and my heart drummed in my chest. I felt my shirt stick to my back. Even a small movement made me breathless. I bit my tongue and tried not to pant loudly like an animal. The emptiness seemed to gnaw my bones.
Realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Someone had drugged me. I had no control over my body now.
A shiver ran down my spine, and I frantically moved my hands to break free from the shackles. Meanwhile, my brain began to race as I tried to figure out what was going on.
Warren must have been drugged as well. The mastermind behind all this had plotted to make us have sex. The thought frightened me. I looked up and saw Warren close the distance between us.
“Warren, calm down!” Before I could react, Warren pounced on me.
He grabbed my shoulders, and his bloodshot eyes stared at mine. Sweat beaded his face. His hands were hot as he seemed to crush me with his grip.
I tried my best to bite his hand, but he didn’t seem to feel any pain. I bit him until he bled, but the man refused to let go of me.
I felt powerless as he pinned me under his body.
I kicked him hard on his shins. “Wake up, Warren! I’m Sylvia!”
Warren stopped and looked at me. “I know you are Sylvia.” His voice was thick with lust. I could see the desire blazing in his eyes. Before I could say anything, he snapped his eyes shut as if trying his best to calm down.
However, as he opened them again, his eyes had turned a shade redder as if he could no longer control himself.
Panic wracked my nerves.
“Sylvia, I will be responsible for you… I will be responsible…” Warren mumbled as he began to tear my clothes.
“Damn it! Shut the fuck up!” I struggled and kicked Warren with all my strength.
But my reaction seemed to have tempted him even more. He parted my legs and began to tear my clothes. I couldn’t take it anymore. Just as he was about to tear the last piece of clothing in my body, I cried loudly.
Sylvia’s POV
My hands were tied, and I couldn’t even move them. Now, Warren had pinned me down.
I cried out in despair as I realized what was about to happen.
I would rather die than betray Rufus.
“Warren, please calm down, please…” Tears streamed down my cheeks. I was angry, scared, and devastated – all at the same time.
I felt foolish for not being more cautious. I had taken the bait and fallen into the trap.
Warren lowered his head. He kissed my tears away and gently licked my cheeks. His smooth tongue made me gasp in horror.
Bile rose in my throat. I slammed my head on Warren’s nose.
He blinked and stared at me as if he had finally realized what was going on. However, he soon leaned forward and continued to lick my face, leaving wet trails on my skin.
Anger surged through my veins. I gritted my teeth and slammed my forehead against his nose again.
Warren yelped in my pain and looked at me.
I glared at him, silently warning him to stay away from me. Blood dribbled out of his nose. He casually wiped it with the back of his hand and turned me over.
I closed my eyes, not knowing what else to do. It felt like the end was near. A wave of disgust washed over me as I waited for what was about to happen next.
All of a sudden, I felt my hands loosen. I opened my eyes and saw that Warren had untied the rope for me.
I quickly sprang to my feet and moved away, keeping a safe distance from him.
His eyes had regained clarity, and I felt he had finally understood what he had done. Seeing my reaction, Warren slumped on the floor dejectedly. The blood on his face made him look pitiful.
“Are you okay?” I asked, walking toward the door. “Let’s find a way to get out of here first.”
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it.” He smiled sadly.
“It’s not the right time to talk about that. Let’s get out of here first,” I said anxiously. I grabbed the handle of the solid iron door and shook it.
“First, tie me up before you find a way to get out because I can’t control myself for long. The effect of the drug is too strong,” Warren hissed through his teeth. He lowered his head and took deep breaths as if he couldn’t control himself anymore.
My hands and legs grew weaker. The drug began to work on me. If Warren went berserk again, I might not be able to stop him.
Without thinking further, I immediately walked over and picked up the rope on the ground.
“And my coat. Tie me with the coat as well as the rope.” Warren sounded restless again.
I quickly walked to the other side and picked up his coat. Then, I twisted it with the rope to form a plate and tightly secured it around his hands.
After that, I squatted down to rest because I felt breathless and exhausted again.
“It should be okay now.” I wiped the sweat on my forehead and licked my dry lips. The drug in my body had started working.
“Help me.” Warren groaned in pain.
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