Chapter 5: Begging You, Please Don't Touch Me
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He didn't utter a word, but his whole face emitted a grim reaper vibe. He coldly grabbed Lily from the floor.
"Jam..." Lily barely got a word out when James ruthlessly seized her wrist and dragged her upstairs.
*Bang!*
James kicked open the bedroom door, leaving the lights off. He unceremoniously tossed Lily inside, then hooked the door shut with his foot.
"James, please... I'm begging you, let me out, okay?"
Everything was pitch black, and there was not a single hint of light in the room. Lily reflexively clutched onto James's clothes, refusing to let go.
"Heh," James chuckled in the dark. "Lily, weren't you tough just now? How can you suddenly start acting all pitiful and begging?"
"It seems I've underestimated you. Five years apart, and you've become quite the expert in playing the helpless card, just like your mistress mother!"
Lily bit her lip tightly as her fear in the darkness gradually turned into an icy numbness, all while James's sarcasm and coldness could still be sensed.
"James, are you only satisfied if you destroy me?" Lily asked.
"Yes! Lily, I told you that I would make you and your mother pay for my mother's humiliation and suffering!" His words were ruthless, just like in the past.
His once gentle and kind mother, the happy family of three, had shattered overnight because of Lucy, that mistress!
A young James had watched his mother fall to her death in front of Lucy, that arrogant mistress.
Lily knew he was recalling everything her mother had done.
Sometimes, Lily even resented her own mother. Why give birth to her if she wasn't going to raise her? Why choose to become Harry's mistress and indirectly cause James's mother's death?
In agony and despair, Lily struggled in the darkness. Suddenly, her neck was bitten.
"Pain!"
James sank his teeth fiercely into her delicate neck, like a cheetah locking onto its prey's throat.
Lily trembled all over, drenched in cold sweat, not daring to push James away, fearing a harsher punishment if she resisted.
She didn't know how much time had passed before James finally released her.
In the darkness, Lily felt James's bloodthirsty gaze and the eerie trace of blood at the corner of his lips.
She stood numbly before James, thinking he might let her go now.
But to her surprise, the next moment, she was forcefully brought onto the bed.
The scenes of torment from five years ago replayed in her mind as Lily trembled and resisted. "James, please, don't touch me..."
*Rip...* Her flimsy clothing was torn open by James in the dark, making her shiver in the cold.
The memories of James's madness and brutality from five years ago flooded Lily's mind, and she couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably.
James seemed to sense something and sneered, "Lily, are you afraid?"
Yes, she was terrified!
She was afraid that James would once again go mad and seek revenge, just like five years ago.
Lily whispered softly, "James, please... don't do this, let me go?"
James responded with a cold, mocking tone, "Lily, someone like you doesn't even have the right to say 'please'."
*Bang!*
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