Carla
"No!" I cried as I looked at the beast in front of me. He truly was ruthless.
"It wasn't his mistake," a lone tear made it out of my eye.
"Don't please," I begged as I looked at the limp and almost lifeless body that was in front of him chained and bleeding profusely.
"Urgh!" A loud grunt was heard at the back of his throat as another powerful punch landed right below his kidney. He instantly spits out blood. So much blood.
Cuts and bruises ran all along his body. His head down. He didn't even have the strength to look up!
"Stop it, please. Stop this madness," I cried and dropped to my knees. My hands were still in the hold of his lapdogs. No matter how hard I tried to break free, there was no denying they were extremely strong.
His loud wails were killing me. I couldn't bear
