Penelope POV
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"Yes " I answer to his question
My vision looks blur,as tears are filled in my eyes but his face stands like a clear image in front of me
"Consider , you got
What you asked for "Stephen speaks out loud
His voice cold ,as the air
Within seconds, he is behind me
I close my eyes anticipating him
For him to f**k me
Maybe, I would like to stumble on my step
And stay ached
Rather than feeling numb, so numb that it questions my existence
Or maybe I'm just a bad person
Whose been played by the devil
I feel like my hearts in my mouth seeing the way my body is feeling.My heavy heart aches , breathing getting heavy and my shaking legs as I struggle to find balance
I expect him to f**k me like he mentioned but instead I cry out as I his feel fingers tea
