Aria's heart pounded erratically as she stood frozen, surrounded by the men whose hungry gazes bore into her like predators circling their prey.
She clutched at her barely-there clothing, trembling as desperation overtook her and her trembling voice broke through the suffocating tension as she begged the men surrounding her. "Please, I beg you... spare me. Don't do this." Her eyes darted desperately from one man to the next, searching for even a hint of mercy.
But instead of sympathy, her pleas were met with sneers and mocking laughter.
"Spare you?" one of them scoffed, his tone dripping with derision. "Why would we do that when we've got such a rare prize in front of us?"
Another chimed in, "A pretty thing like you begging? That's just making this even more exciting."
