He grabbed her clothes and tore her clothes into shreds like a violent beast.
"Kathleen, you are mine. Don't even think about escaping!"
He fiercely kissed her cheeks her neck and finally landed on her lips.
Kathleen trembled violently and looked at him in disbelief.
"Did you hear that? You're mine!" he roared wildly, his large hand tightly holding onto her slender body.
Kathleen closed her eyes and stopped struggling. She was like a puppet, letting him do whatever he wanted with her.
A drop of tears fell from her large, lifeless eyes onto her fair cheeks.
John raised his head. He looked at her tear-stained face and suddenly released his grip on her.
"Remember, I raised you. Don't ever think of escaping from me!" After saying this, John stood up and strode away.
A deafening sound came from the door.
Kathleen was lying on the bed, quietly watching everything.
