Love Is Bad, By All Means
Chapter 6 You Can't Choose Live or Die

"Don't, please don't!"

Her hand was tied up, so that she couldn't move at all. Her eyes felt sore and painful. The dried tears in her eyes brought more pain.

"So? Didn't you want me to see the child? I am interested in seeing how you will protect the child!"

"No, please, please don't..."

Will unbuttoned her thin clothes. Pieces of clothes were scattered everywhere. Her scream was filling up the room.

The last piece that covered her private part was taken off. Her fair porcelain skin was exposed to him.

Her body was covered with bruises caused by him as evidence of how he forced her time over time. She sobbed and curled her legs up in front of her chest. The cold floor was next to her fragile skin. The coldness passed through her body, which reminded her of all those Will did to her.

"Please don't, I beg you..."

She was still begging him to show mercy, although she ran out of her energy. She knew Will had no love for her anymore, but she didn't want to leave him, unless... "Haha, aren't you supposed to be bad ass? Where did the energy go when you fought with me in the morning?"

He sneered and stood up clapping his hands. he was mocking at her without any affection, looking at her sitting on the floor in a mess. She was just a woman. That's all.

"I am determined to see the child today. Don't think you still can escape. No way!"

Emma was moving towards the door inch by inch, with a hand on her belly. No one would notice her twisted face in the dark.

She wanted to escape. If she made some noise, which Sherry could hear. Sherry would help her, she would certainly help her.

She grabbed the door knob to realize it was closed tightly no matter how hard she tried. It had never been locked.

As expected, Sherry was still around. If Will was not together with her, she would feel unsettled. So she stayed.

A lot of noises inside the door, while outside Sherry grabbed the knob tightly, squatting with hands covering her mouth in order not to utter a sound. She had decided not to let Emma go. "Where are you going?"

Will grabbed her shoulder and dragged her from the door onto the bed. She was kicking violently in the air.

"Let me go!"

She was sacked in the bed, ears buzzing. For a moment she didn't know how to escape. There was only her in the huge bed, as all the blankets and pillows were kicked off the bed.

"If you are aware of the situation by now, you should sign the agreement. otherwise..."

Will put a leg against hers. His shadow was cast on the bed, but her eyes were never gentle.

"No way. I won't sign. You won't get it!"

In such a fatal moment, she was as stubborn as mules. Where did she get the courage to resist him like that?

Will took off his shirt, and pressed his strong body against hers. He was snatching the most delicate at her bosom, trying to make her cry out.

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He took off her last piece of fragile clothes and put his part against her lower body, forcing it in without her consent.

Immediately, she felt the tremble between her legs. The pain made her curling up her body unintentionally. But her hands were controlled by him, so that she had to accept all. "What are you escaping from?"

He was moving in and out fast, grabbing her chin to force her to face what was going on all the way through.

Her legs were spread open and his movement was faster and faster and then everything was ended up in his groaning.

The hollowness in her eyes were deep, without any struggle. He felt disturbed inside and then let her go.

He put on his clothes, while cleaning his part with her clothes, and walked straight out of the door. The devastating woman was left there to face the torture he did.

The cold wind blew in from the window, making the curtain dancing in the air. Emma gazed at the ceiling, with a drop of tear rolling over her cheek and falling on the bed sheet.

Will didn't go back to the upstairs, but went out of the house. The wind went straight into his clothes. The scene was playing in his mind again and again, especially the image of her staring at him.

Her look made him stop what he was doing. What on earth had happened between her and him? Why was there only pain left in his memory, nothing else?