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Dorothy instinctively shrank back as the man approached her with a sleazy grin plastered across his face.
His hands were nonchalantly undoing his belt, whistling at Dorothy in a tone that was both disgusting and greasy, "Ain't she a peach! Ms. Garcia, are you planning to let me take care of her right here?" "Cut the crap! You're here to get on with it, not to dawdle!" "Aw, I'm just a bit shy, you know?" he chuckled with a leer. "I've been with plenty of dames, but never in front of an audience! Time for a thrill, heh!" He stripped down to his underwear in no time and reached out for Dorothy.
"Back off, don't touch me!" Dorothy, fighting the searing pain in her legs, desperately scrambled backwards.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHeather, seeing the man's procrastination and apparently itching for a bit of , marched forward in her stilettos and yanked Dorothy's hair, dragging her back.
"What's the matter? Can't get it up for one lousy girl?!" She looked up and signaled to the other two men by the door. "You two, get over here. I'm generous today. Here's a girl for you to have some fun with! Help yourself!" Heather was so focused on speaking that Dorothy took the opportunity to viciously bite into her leg.
At this point, Dorothy didn't care where she was biting and just clamped down hard, not refusing Heather to let go. If she was over today, she did not let Heather slip.
"Ahh!" Heather screamed. "You bitch, biting me?!" She reflexively let go, then started pounding punches onto Dorothy's head and face.
The other men tried to intervene, but Dorothy wouldn't release her grip.
Dorothy knew that if she was separated from Heather, she would become a plaything for those brutes.
"Get this crazy woman off me!" Heather yelled, her voice distorted with pain, feeling like the flesh would be torn from her leg at any moment.
"But... but if we pull her off, won't it hurt you more?" the men hesitated.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey could only kick at Dorothy, too wary to make a move.
Heather, through gritted teeth, barked, "Grab my gun! And bring that little girl we caught today! You wanna play tough, Dorothy? I'l send you and your daughter to hell together!" Dorothy, now dizzy from the beating and bleeding from her forehead, reluctantly released her grip when she heard Heather threaten to kill her daughter.
She could drag Heather down with her, but what about her daughter? The others wouldn't spare Dorothy and Karen.
Finally free, Heather slapped Dorothy across the face.
"I'm giving you two options for the sake of Maxton! If you wanna play tricks, I'll let them have a go at Karen too! Isn't she your dear friend? I'll make her regret ever knowing you!" In the next moment, cries from Abigail and Karen echoed from nearby.
"Mommy!" "Dorothy!" Struggling to her feet, Dorothy looked toward the voices. Her vision blurred with blood; she couldn't see clearly, but she knew it was them.
"Heather, let them go... I'll take your deal... | agree!"