Chapter 82


    He covers my eyes with his hands. Although my mouth is closed, he keeps licking it.


    It makes me feel nauseous.


    I want to push him away, but he presses my hands behind my back. I want to kick him, but his legs


    press against mine.


    At this time, I hear footsteps. If I open my mouth fast enough to yell for help, someone will hear me.


    So I quickly open my mouth, ready to shout.


    But this man takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth!


    I''m nervous and scared in panic. ''What will he do next? Will he rape me?'' I try to calm down and


    think about how to escape.


    Somehow, I feel like I know this guy, but I can''t tell who he is. ''Forget it, maybe he''s just a pervert.''


    After all, I don''t think anyone I know would do such a crazy thing.


    In desperation, I bite his tongue hard. He groans in pain. I thought he would let go of me.


    But he just bites me in return. It hurts so much that I want to scream out loud, but he kisses me


    again.


    I hear footsteps approaching. I try to call for help, but I can''t make a sound. And then the footsteps


    get further and further away.


    I feel so desperate that I start crying. I don''t know if it''s because he tastes my tears or because he


    feels sorry, but he slowly stops. And then, he slowly lets go of my heads, which makes me excited.


    But again, to my despair, he ties my hands with something. I try to struggle, but it''s useless.


    He covers my mouth with one hand and my eyes with the other. At this time, I''m like amb waiting


    to be ughtered. All I can do is wait for a miracle, or he''ll have mercy.


    He doesn''t stop. I feel like he''s trying to unbutton my cor. I try to wriggle, but to no avail. Both my


    body and my heart are getting colder.


    His lips move just below my face, and I can''t do anything.


    Tears keep streaming down. I think of Harrison. Does he worry that I haven''t been back for so long?


    Maybe I deserve it. If I had chosen to face


    him bravely, this would not have happened to me.


    "Are you done crying?"


    In the darkness, a familiar voice sounds in my ear, which stops me from crying immediately.


    This voice is just too familiar. If I''m not mistaken, he''s Harrison.


    I shake my head crazily, indicating for him to put down his hand. He seems to have understood


    what I meant, and he stops covering my eyes.


    The sudden light makes me feel a little ufortable. I look at the man in front of me. Tears blurred


    my eyes, so I can''t see his face clearly.


    "It''s me," he says.


    I can finally be sure he''s Harrison.


    Without thinking, I hug him and choke on his shoulder.


    When I hugged him, I felt that he was a little surprised. Then, he pats my back gently.


    Thank God he''s here. If I was raped by a stranger, I''d probably kill myself.


    But Harrison saved me. Whether I admit it or not, he''s the one I''ve been missing.


    "Why do I hear a woman crying in the men''s room?" A man''s voicees from outside.


    "Idiot. They must be... haha, you know what I mean."


    After that, they left.


    It dawns on me. I leave his arms and look at him in disbelief.


    There''s no emotion in his eyes, as if he wasn''t the one who almost raped me. Anger and humiliation


    fill my heart. I want to raise my hand, only to find it''s still tied up.


    "What do you take me for?" I ask sarcastically.


    He looks at me and whispers, "You are you."


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    "That''s why you tied me up?"


    "It''s to reduce unnecessary trouble," he says.


    His exnation means crap to me. The feeling of being belittled and humiliated sweeps over me in


    an instant. I want to question him, only to find I have nothing to say.


    Who am I to me him? He paid me enough to rape me a hundred times. I shake my head with a


    bitter smile, muttering, "Do you want to continue? If not, can you let me go?"


    I don''t look up because I feel that he''s looking at me.


    A few minutester, he slowly unties me. I rub my wrists and find he just tied me up with a


    tie.


    I didn''t know ties worked like that. He really blows my mind.


    I look up and watch him put his tie back on. He''s as calm as ever, which pisses me off. I raise my


    hand and hit him as hard as I can on the left side of his face.


    "Get out of the way," I speak calmly.


    He doesn''t stop me.


    When I go out, I meet several men. They scream out in horror because this is the men''s room. One


    man has a dirty smile and says it is really exciting.


    I ignore them and continue walking with a heavy heart.


    Just when I''m about to leave here, a man stands in front of me. With a sneer, I ask, "What, you want


    to continue?"