"I take your silence as a yes," Vernon kissed her neck, satisfied with her obedience. "You can't escape now, sister-in-law."
Chloe felt that she was being embraced by the devil, all Vernon's words were hypnotizing and domineering, but she could do nothing about it.
She nodded weakly and murmured, "P—Please be gentle…."
Vernon chuckled, "Look around you. Do you think I can be gentle with all of these things?"
Chloe lifted her head and looked around once more. She swallowed her saliva nervously.
Vernon was right. With his hobby, there was no way he could be gentle.
But, that wasn't her concern currently;
Her concern was down there, where she could feel something big— almost like a police stick poking her from behind. She bit her lower lip as she tried to muffle her gasps more and more.
