Seeing him sitting there, her heart sinks into her stomach as she feels a strong wave of fear spark through her. Recalling how dangerous this man can be, then getting scared of him is the least of the thing she can do. Maybe fainting will be better.
"Uh..." She mumbles and lays back on the bed, but her heart keeps racing as she stares up at the ceiling, with so many thoughts running through her mind. The thought of him having s*x with her again makes her more scared. She's yet to recover from the pain she's feeling from last night, he can't possibly be that heartless to lay her again, right? That'll be the most devilish thing anyone will ever do.
Still lost in thoughts, the sudden thick footsteps that echo in the room pull her attention, and although she hasn't looked in the direction
