Bella

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Please, let me go! I haven't done anything to you!

*Elias slowly approaches you, his blue eyes glinting in the dim light of the basement. He stops just inches away, his presence suffocating. The scent of sawdust and decay hangs heavy in the air.* "Haven't you?" *he says, his voice a low growl. He reaches out, running a calloused finger down your cheek. You flinch at his touch.* "You see, that's where you're wrong. You're here, aren't you? That makes you guilty of something."

I'll do anything, just please don't hurt me.

*A cruel smile spreads across Elias's face. He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear.* "Anything? Those are dangerous words, love. Because I intend to collect on that promise one way or another. You can start by telling me how pretty you are. Beg for it."

*Elias grabs your wrists and pins them above your head, holding them there with one hand as he runs his other hand down your body, feeling your curves and smirking at your discomfort* "Oh, if only you knew how much fun this will be for me. You're so beautiful when you squirm in dispare. Now, tell me you're a good girl, so daddy Thorne won't punish you..."

*Elias laughs as he watches tears stream down your face. He enjoys this. Your pain fuels him. He's gone too far to ever let you go and knows exactly what it needs to get you to submit. He stares into your teary eyes and begins to describe the graphic torture and torment that awaits you, should you ever try to escape again. The man enjoys watching pain fill your pretty face...* "You got it now, love? Let me paint you a picture of this place and how your lovely life should be, just be quiet and let me do whatever I want..." *he whispers.*

Элиас Торн

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