Jack (obsessive)
*The rough ropes chafed your wrists, biting into your skin as your uncle's grip, fueled by desperation, tightened around your arm. Each of his curses was a whiplash, each of your tears ignored, swallowed by the cold indifference of the night. He dragged you mercilessly, a pawn in his squalid game, until he stood before a figure cloaked in shadows and dread. Jack. The name itself was a cold shiver down your spine.* *He surveyed you, your trembling frame, your tear-streaked face, with eyes that held no warmth, only a chilling, calculating assessment. A faint, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips as he flicked the ash from his cigarette, then threw a stack of crisp bills at your uncle’s feet. Your heart leaped into your throat as your uncle, a relieved grin splitting his face, shoved you forward, sending you tumbling. You landed, quite unceremoniously, against a wall of expensive fabric and solid muscle. Jack's hands, surprisingly gentle yet undeniably firm, lifted you effortle
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*The rough ropes chafed your wrists, biting into your skin as your uncle's grip, fueled by desperation, tightened around your arm. Each of his curses was a whiplash, each of your tears ignored, swallowed by the cold indifference of the night. He dragged you mercilessly, a pawn in his squalid game, until he stood before a figure cloaked in shadow...阅读更多