Cheng Anya gritted her teeth tightly, almost wanting to break her silver teeth. Her side-parted face was full of fortitude, her eyes were calm and forbearing, her usually soft facial lines looked very three-dimensional, and her delicate skin felt a little cool in the gentle sea breeze.
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More humiliation.
The scorching sun, which was obviously much higher than the human body temperature, made her feel cold. Cheng Anya's fingers almost pierced into the sand, and her nails were filled with sand, which sharply reminded her of the humiliation she felt at this moment.
"Such a strong character." Louis smiled strangely, his slender fingers lingering on Cheng Anya's delicate collarbone, his emerald green eyes had a dark color, and crazy desires, the melancholy prince
His appearance changed instantly, and in the blink of an eye, he looked like a wild beast that was ready to attack.
There is no one on the empty beach, with blue sky and white clouds, blue sea and white sand. It is a vast expanse. Human existence here seems very small, like a grain of sand between heaven and earth, insignificant.[
Lewis is not a person who deliberately makes people happy. Like Mr. Ye, he likes and enjoys the process of dragging people to hell, the process of extreme torture.
This will give him a certain degree of psychological satisfaction.
Fingers that did not belong to her wandered around the body, and the target was Louis again. Cheng Anya couldn't help but tremble, a dull pain and fear spread in her heart, and the skin of her fingers pierced into the ground through the white sand.
Achen... Achen... She stiffened her body and called Ye Chen helplessly in her heart, over and over again. Only in this way could she endure Louis' humiliation, and she could suppress the anger and grievances welling up in her heart. She
Only then can I suppress the tears in my eyes.
Cheng Anya has always believed in relying on others rather than relying on oneself. No matter what the situation, only self-rescue can save herself. But she can do nothing to save herself. Now she is particularly eager for her prince to ride a white horse and hold a sword.
, split Louis and rescued her, protecting her from the pain of bumps and humiliation.
But she also understood deeply that this was a luxury wish. No one would come, and she would have to endure everything Louis did to her alone...
Louis pinched Cheng Anya's chin and forced Cheng Anya to turn her head. The woman's bright eyes were fierce. They say that one can see her soul through her eyes, and Cheng Anya's eyes were like that.
When she smiles, it gives people the illusion of brightness, and at the same time, it makes people think that she has a hidden intelligence. When she is tough, she is not inferior to any man, and she has a straightness that no one can bend.
This "nature" suits him very well.
"Your temperament is similar to Ye San, no wonder I fall in love with you." Louis chuckled, raised the corners of his lips ambiguously, and quickly leaned down, placing his hands on both sides of Cheng Anya, his emerald green eyes
A trace of darkness passed through, "I wonder how you taste? I can't wait to have a taste."
He didn't move in a hurry, just smiled, his hot breath blowing between Cheng Anya's breath, disturbing her calm mood, and using his physical advantage to trap her tightly between the beach and his chest.
Cheng Anya was not a timid person, but her fear deepened as a result of his approach. When she was frightened, the hardness of her eyes became calmer and she did not show it at all. She just couldn't help but her trembling hands betrayed her.
Calm.
Who was Louis? He could see her disguise at a glance. His slender fingers went down her delicate butterfly bones and drew circles on her soft white chest, deliberately torturing her psychologically.
"Afraid? Anya, show your courage. You are too weak to withstand my methods." Louis' tone was warning, sarcastic, and even more provocative, "The women that Third Young Master Ye has slept with, I
Furthermore, even though I have my identity, for Anya’s sake, I can accept it with reluctance."
A kiss, as light as a butterfly wing, fell on her neck. Cheng Anya's whole body tensed up, and the skin that was in contact with him seemed to be hit by a piece of ice. It was so cold that it penetrated the skin to the bottom of her heart, and even her heart was almost frozen.
She seemed to see an emerald green snake crawling across her neck, ready to bite her neck at any time.
Cheng Anya was "forced" by Louis to the edge of humiliation and life and death, and almost collapsed. She tasted the taste of blood in her lips, and Cheng Anya bit her lip due to her extreme endurance.
She was not afraid of physical torture, but she was extremely afraid of Louis' psychological and neurological oppression.
For example, if a person knows that she is going to die, and there is a cliff in front of her, she would rather jump off and be shattered into pieces, than be forced to linger on the edge of the cliff. Then tell her, under the cliff,
There is a greater and more painful torture waiting for her, and it tells her how many things she is attached to in the world. This is a kind of psychological oppression.[
He "forces" you to know your death, but doesn't let you die happily.
If she had a knife now, she would not hesitate to stab Louis in the chest, let the blood spread all over her face, and would rather bear the sin of a human life.
But she can do nothing now. She can only suffer from his oppression, fear, fear again... and finally suffer the torture of death.
Louis, you are so cruel!
"Isn't it just rape? Louis, if you have the ability, go ahead and don't keep nagging." Cheng Anya said coldly. The matter was already at this point. Her gentle begging for mercy would only make his twisted psychology even more perverted.
Since you can't escape, then choose to face it.
"It seems that Miss Cheng is very used to being raped." Louis smiled ambiguously, with affectionate and lustful eyes across her beautiful figure, and joked: "If Mr. Ye knew that his woman was being raped the most,
If you've ever been to someone you hate, do you think he would shoot you to save his face?"
"Shut up!" Cheng Anya yelled, and Louis' words stabbed her in the heart. The softest spot in Cheng Anya's heart was stabbed with blood by him. At this time, it was unimaginable to mention that Third Young Master Ye tortured her.
Louis is the person he hates the most!
In today's society, it is common for a woman to marry a man before she has had many men before. She may not leave her most precious first time to her husband. Some people also say that a man who loves a woman deeply will not care.
Is he the only man she has? Yes, it is like this now, but how can this be compared with her situation?
Although it is impossible to guess what he did back then, due to his hobbies and perversion, the physical and mental torture he caused to Ye Sanshao has been causing Ye Sanshao's psychological shadow for more than ten years. Even after seventeen years, one day
I still feel crazy when I hear his name.
If she is insulted by Louis, what will Achen think of her in the future? Doesn't care? Who are you lying to? If it were someone else, maybe he wouldn't care, but this person is Louis. When he hugs her, he will think of the fact that she was once hugged by Louis.
Pass……
Not only torturing him, but also torturing her, Louis, this pervert, will be with her forever!
One day, two days, a year or two, maybe they can maintain peace, but in five or ten years, will they eventually become afraid, hate each other, torture each other, or even become strangers?
This was a question Cheng Anya didn't even dare to think about, but Louis dug it out bloody.
For the first time, she met such a vicious person, which surpassed all her understanding of how people could be so vicious.
"Are you panicking?" Louis smiled softly, pinched her round and thin shoulders with his calloused hands, and squeezed hard. The strength of his hands was so strong that he almost crushed Cheng Anya's shoulders.
Cheng Anya screamed, "Ah..."
It hurts... The pain of being crushed by a human being is no less than the piercing pain of a steel knife. Cheng Anya's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. The sweat was salty, and it stained her wound, stinging...
Louis smiled like a devil, turned his wrist, and increased the intensity. Cheng Anya screamed again and bit her lip harder. Waves of blood gushed out and slid down the corners of her lips. Her slender body was in severe pain.
,trembling...
Cheng Anya was so dizzy from the pain that she could almost hear the sound of bones breaking. If it fell into Lewis's hands, she would not only suffer psychological torture, but also physical torture. Thinking of her perverted "sex" and abuse, Cheng Anya panicked.
intensify.
This seems to be a prelude.
Even greater pain lies ahead, what should we do? Who will help her? Cheng Anya, who has always been committed to self-rescue, prays to God to save her. If there is a god, she would rather Thunder God strikes Louis and kills him.[
When people are in extreme pain and despair, they have no way to save themselves. They can only believe in gods that they have never believed in. At least, this is a kind of spiritual sustenance and good wishes, which can give them the courage to face the next pain and be brave.
bear.
Live.
Cheng Anya was in so much pain that she wanted to cry, shout, and scream to vent her severe pain, but in the end she could only scream and kiss her lips again, tasting the taste of her own blood.
I don't cry...can't cry...
"You're so stubborn!" Louis smiled, clasping his fingers together and clasping her neck, "What qualifications do you think you have to shut me up now? Have you seen the camera there?"
Louis pointed to the camera not far away, and he smiled, with a bit of pleasure, "I fell in love with you right here, and then sent the film to Mr. Ye for viewing, so that he could see how his woman was doing on my body.
"Yin", what do you think of this idea?"
The cold breath brushed past her ears, and Cheng Anya turned her head in horror. Sure enough, she saw a camera installed not far away, and she could see a little red light from a distance. Cheng Anya could not help but show fear.
Undisguised fear!
"Don't... get away... ah..." She wanted to avoid it, but Louis pinched her neck hard, tightened her fingers, and exerted force. Cheng Anya was forced to lift half of her body, and she suddenly had difficulty breathing...
Because her throat was pinched, she couldn't help but loosen her teeth. Blood overflowed from the corners of her lips, slowly staining her chin red, and it stayed at her neck, and a strange red flower blossomed on her upper body.
The air under her breath became thinner and she ran away without a trace. She didn't want to die, she didn't want to die... Because of the difficulty in breathing and the pain on one side of her mind, Cheng Anya tried to pry off Louis' fingers, but in vain.
Her shoulders were in severe pain, her arms were weak, and her whole body was sore. She had no ability to fight back.
The pale face gradually became lifeless, the consciousness gradually faded away, and the blue sky and white clouds gradually turned into a ball of black... Will Louis really strangle her to death? No, he will only torture her and will not let her die so easily.
.
Cheng Anya knew this, but for a moment she wished that he would be stronger and crush her throat like this, so that she would not have to be tortured anymore, and she would not have to be humiliated and unable to face Third Young Master Ye.
But this thought flashed through her mind for a second. She really didn't want to die...
She has a lover and a son, so she is not willing to go to the cold underworld alone.
Just when she was about to die, Louis threw her away fiercely. Cheng Anya fell down on the beach. Her blood-stained body was in sharp contrast with the white beach. The air came back, and Cheng Anya couldn't help but scream desperately.
cough……
Because she was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, the fine sand choked her nose and throat. Her nose felt sore, her throat was rubbed by the sand, and it hurt so much. Her eyes stung, and tears rolled down her eyes...
This was a natural reaction, but Cheng Anya couldn't stop bleeding and couldn't control it at all. All those suppressed emotions burst out and she cried...
She can no longer tell whether this is caused by the sand, or whether she just wants to cry...
The coughing continued...but there was a hoarse crying sound.
I feel so uncomfortable...that feeling cannot be expressed in words at all, only a simple feeling...uncomfortable.
Suddenly feeling a huge pulling force, Louis grabbed his wrist and pulled hard, pulling her up from the sand. He twisted his hand and felt another sharp pain. Cheng Anya bit her lip subconsciously.
Louis seemed happy to see Cheng Anya in such a mess, with blood, tears, sand, and wounds on her face. She was in such a mess. He felt inexplicably excited. His fingertips swept the tears on her eyelashes, and Louis laughed.
He was so perverted, "You're crying? Very good, I'm just wondering when you will cry. Cry, cry loudly, maybe I will let you go."
Cheng Anya felt doubly humiliated, gritting her teeth and trying to hold back the feeling of crying, but the sand choked her nose from sobbing, so she cried even harder. Louis seemed even more excited.
Cheng Anya was suddenly pressed down, and Cheng Anya was shocked. She felt her lower body being pressed against him by his burning heat. The shameful feeling made her try to kick him away with her feet, but he was the first to push him down.
She is not an ignorant girl anymore. She often cuddles with Young Master Ye, and Young Master Ye’s pervert often plays tricks on Young Master Ye. She is so familiar that she couldn’t be more familiar, "Let go..."
She was planning to accept his humiliation, but the camera was pointed at them...
If Third Young Master Ye sees this, he will go crazy, he will go crazy...can't...
Louis leaned over and wanted to kiss her roughly, but Cheng Anya tried to avoid her, refusing to let him touch her lips. She became even more angry in her heart. She hated Louis' breath so much that she couldn't let him succeed.
Louis was furious, and contrary to the slow pace of torture, he reached out and slapped Cheng Anya on the face, two hard and violent slaps, which made Cheng Anya's head feel like stars and she was dizzy for a while, before she had time to react.
Seeing Louis leaning down, Cheng Anya raised a handful of sand and threw it at Louis. Louis was unprepared for the moment and she succeeded, and let go with a groan.
Having to stop plundering, Cheng Anya pulled up her dress and stood up to run away, but her feet didn't have any strength. Half of her cheeks were red and swollen. She felt severe pain when she pulled it, and her shoulders also hurt. She fell down again just halfway up. At this moment,
Regardless of her embarrassment, she wanted to escape even if she crawled...
Even though I knew I couldn't escape, that damn camera...
If you really want to be humiliated, at least Achen won't see it. She doesn't want Louis to hurt the person she loves most in this way.
Louis wiped the sand off his face and smiled coldly. She thought she could escape like this. It was so ridiculous. How could Louis let go of someone he wanted to get?
Step by step, he approached Cheng Anya, who was crawling away, grabbed her hair, and roughly punched her twice in the abdomen. The man's strength was so strong that Cheng Anya vomited blood.
Screaming several times, like a dying fish, with no resistance left, Louis roughly pulled apart her dress, Cheng Anya bit her lip, stared at him with wide eyes, tears that could not be shed...
The discomfort of grinding with the sand is over.
When people are at their most desperate, they cannot even shed a single tear.
Achen, I'm sorry, I've tried my best...
I really tried my best.
Can't escape!
Louis kissed her face and neck crazily, abusing her skin wantonly. Cheng Anya's whole body was numb. Because of the pain and despair, her eyes were wide and empty...
There was no expression at all, and the whole person seemed stupid.
"Cry, keep crying..." Louis' eyes were dark and hoarse with a kind of lust. His body covered Cheng Anya, and he roared with anger and madness. Cheng Anya always opened her eyes.
big eyes……
Like a puppet...
"Cry, cry for me..." Louis yelled, Cheng Anya's eyes turned, and suddenly she felt something was wrong. Louis' originally burning desire actually softened, and there was no threat.
Cheng Anya understood something instantly.
Some men have been injured, or have problems with their love affairs, or they may have perverted hobbies and cannot have sex normally. Louis obviously... belongs to the third type.
Her eyes were wide open, not crying...
Don't shed tears. As long as he doesn't shed tears, he can't do anything to her. No wonder he tortured her so slowly just now, and then became so crazy later. It turns out that's not possible...
Cheng Anya wanted to laugh...
But in the next moment, an overwhelming amount of fists fell on her body, on her chest, shoulders, lower abdomen... One punch after another was so hard that Louis even raised his hand and slapped her repeatedly...
"Cry me out!" Louis whispered coldly, and his handsome face suddenly turned into a devil.
You are dreaming!
Cheng Anya sneered in her heart and wanted her to cry again and dream. She was numb from the pain. Louis kept beating her and she kept vomiting blood. That kind of severe pain was definitely not something that ordinary people could bear.
But Cheng Anya kept her eyes open and endured the heavy punches that the woman could not bear. He had better be able to beat her to death.
Being strong-willed does not only refer to men.
Louis beat Cheng Anya like crazy until she lost consciousness, and never saw Cheng Anya shed a tear again.
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