Chapter 5

His physique was truly remarkable, in contrast to John's pale complexion. He had a tanned complexion, looking like a predator poised to attack at any moment, or the bravest warrior of Rome.

I had spent days with Karson, yet never realized he was such a shameless person!

At this very moment, his hands were propped up above me, confining me tightly within the embrace of his arms.

We were pressed closely together.

I was totally stunned and it took a second for me to fully get a grip on the situation, after which I let out a terrified shriek.

But Karson merely put on a wicked smile, like Hannibal.

At that instant, I felt nothing but devastated.

Tears streamed down, and there must be something I could do!

Yet my strength was utterly insignificant against him.

It was one-sided, and even pointless.

I cried and resist, but barely able to stop any of it.

My baby was counting on me, but there was nothing I can do to get rid of this animal, Karson Davis.

At the end I yield, desperately begging him to spare me for the sake of my baby.

But Karson just laughed.

He confessed that he was fond of seeing me in tears, finding my frailness and shattered condition while begging him unbelievably captivating.

finding my frailness while begging captivating.

This sick psycho!

How could there be such a pervert?

I was totally terrified.

I felt completely vulnerable and exposed.

Like a swine in slaughterhouse, my fate had been written from the beginning.

As he continued with his violation, I felt as if my body no longer belonged to me.

And my heart was more exhausted and despairing.

What's worse was that I desired to faint. However, since I had had a good rest in the past few days, I didn't even get the chance to lose consciousness.

When everything finally calmed down, I pushed him away with all my might, dressed quickly to escape.

However, the moment my feet made contact with the ground, I collapsed uncontrollably onto the floor.

Karson chuckled, reached out to pick me up, which almost drove me crazy.

He made me realize that I didn't even have the right to refuse.

Karson carried me straight into the bathroom.

He placed me in the bathtub and personally washed me.

His hands were much larger than John's, long and elegant.

If you ignored the fact that he was a beast, his appearance was handsome, more precisely, deceiving.

But this animal had raped me!

And I was even pregnant!

This bolt out of the blue gave me a strong daze.

Ignoring my despair, Karson held the showerhead, starting to wash my body.

No matter how I resisted or dodged, it was useless; he could easily restrain me.

Yet his actions were gentle, completely different from the earlier brutality. Now, he had returned to his usual charming and courteous demeanor.

His gaze was unusually soft and attentive, with a hint of obsession I couldn't comprehend.

It was as if he was looking at a cherished piece of art, yet there was a destructive desire in his eyes.

This was truly terrifying.

He intended to destroy me completely, step by step!

I trembled in the bathtub, allowing him to do anything as he pleased.