Deathly Silence
The video continues. I am surrounded by men, their breaths are intensifying. The woman in the video has her back to the camera, but you can see her flawless body, pinned to the bed by men behind her. The man's powerful limbs hold the woman to the bed, preventing her from falling off the bed under the violent impact. The contrast between the tan skin of the man and the white skin of the woman shows the man's madness and the woman's fragility. The side of the man's face is blurred out of the picture, but I know it's Gavin!
I have a very bad feeling about this. Suddenly, the woman was flipped over by the man, revealing her face.
It's me!
I can hear Gavin's voice yelling "turn it off". I try to run out, but my limbs are so heavy that I couldn't even move a finger, and I'm breathing heavily and sharply. But I don't know why it keeps on showing. The eyes of these bigwigs nail me, and I know how disgusting they are. I shudder to think if Sven has gone crazy seeing this.
I seem to be back to that day. I've been trapped in this nightmare and never woke up.
My nude photos were on the headlines of all the entertainment magazines. I went from a proud princess to a whore who sold herself for money!
Three months ago
I had a huge headache, rubbed my hair, and struggled to sit up from bed. "Shit! Hana, please give me a glass of water" got no response. I reluctantly opened my eyes and was shocked by the sight in front of me. I was naked and had a lot of ambiguous marks all over my body, which was obviously done by this guy next to me.
I didn't know who he is. All I could see are his warped, fruity, strong butts. And I didn't care at all, I just wanna go!
I quietly got out of bed and almost fell to my knees. The discomfort between my legs told me what this guy had done to me last night. I was terrified and remorseful. I had betrayed Sven, and although we had been fighting recently about our engagement, I was convinced that he was the love of my life.
"No, I can't let him know, not anyone else, it's just a bad dream and everything will be fine."
I quickly grabbed my clothes. But the doorbell rang at that moment. "Shit! Room service" I was so afraid that this doorbell would wake up the man in bed.
So I hurriedly wrapped the sheet around me and went over to open the door, intending to chase them away. But when I opened the door, the door was pushed open hard from the outside. I was hit hard on the nose by the door and I felt like my nose was going to break and it seemed like blood was coming out of there. I covered my nose in pain and did forget to cover the sheet I was wearing. Then, I was surprised by the shutter sound of snaps outside the door and looked up. Paparazzi surrounded me like flies and kept pressing the shutters of their cameras. My sheet also fell to the ground in shock.
I was frightened by these people and scrambled to crouch down and protect my face with my hands. I shrunk myself into a tiny ball.
"Miss Brown, may I ask if the BROWN family is going to join with the WILLIAM family? Is the BROWN family's choice to join with the WILLIAM family at this time related to the recent break in the financial chain? Have you and Mr. Sven Fox already broken up?" These people kept asking questions, and they even poked me in the head with the microphone.
I knew I looked ridiculous and lame, tears were welling up in my eyes, and I was too desperate because I knew they wouldn't stop. "Somebody! Help! Please!" I prayed over and over in my mind.
Suddenly, something enveloped my head and I felt I was finally saved. The cacophony of questions around me also miraculously disappeared. I didn't dare to stand up, so I could only raise my head quietly and I saw him through the hazy sheets sitting casually on the bed, topless. With only a towel around his waist. Eight-pack abs, strong shoulders, black hair, blue eyes, and a high nose. His body seemed to have been sculpted by Michelangelo, more perfect than "David"
He lit a cigarette, slowly inhaled and exhaled, the white smoke sprayed on the face of the nearest paparazzo, but he did not dare to move. "Mr...Williams, we d.. . don't know it's you," the Paparazzo stammered, explaining.
"Don't know it's me? Interesting! Then who else can represent the William family? My loser brother?"
He probably felt funny about his speculation. So he laughed out loud. The paparazzi are too intimidated by him to make any sound. Gavin suddenly stopped laughing. The room fell into dead silence.
"Firstly, delete all photos from your cameras."
"Secondly, go back and tell the people who informed you to come here if any scandal gets out. Someone will pay the price. You do understand what I'm saying"He exhaled another puff of smoke at the nearest paparazzo, then pressed it hard into his hand. As Gavin's hand pressed harder, that guy swelled up louder and louder.
I was too intimidated to look at him as I re-lowered my head.
The screams in the room disappeared. By the time I opened my eyes again, they were eagerly running out of the room
The sheet above my head was once again violently lifted.