As soon as I looked up, I was greeted by Marlon's even somewhat childish smile, as if a child had done something and wanted to be praised.
But, I couldn't say a word.
"Rachael, why is your body so cold? It's my fault for making you stand so long!" Marlon hurriedly carried me to bed, covered me with a clean quilt, then took the chains and tried to lock me up again, but opened them halfway: "Rachael, you must be uncomfortable, I'll take you to take a bath!"
"No need!" I was naturally very uncomfortable, but I would rather stink like this for the rest of my life than have Marlon give me a bath.
Marlon, however, opened the chains and carried me to the bathroom and put me in the bathtub, but even in the bathtub, Marlon still had one of my hands locked.
I looked at the cold chain and didn't say anything.
The warm water slowly surrounded me, Marlon took a towel to clean me, but as soon as he touched my body, my whole body stiffened like stone, disgusted and repulsed, wanting to escape.
But, no, you can't!
I hate to bite the teeth, raw are biting out blood, full of blood, but still can not slow down my heart of disgust and anger.
But, I can't send it!
I simply closed my eyes and let Marlon clean, God knows, every time he touched me, it was like a knife cutting my heart, one after another, directly cutting my heart bloody, but, I was still alive, not only alive, everything I could clearly feel.
My teeth sunk deep into the flesh, the rich taste of blood wrapped my lips and teeth, but I could only bite down and endure until, at last, the damn torture was over.
"Marlon, will you put a shirt on for me?" Marlon put me back on the bed and I softened my voice and tried to plead with him, but, Marlon didn't even look at me.
I really want to laugh at myself, how can I be so immortal, how can such a devil dress me, he is torn by his own hands, and how will he dress me again, all he wants is for me to have nothing left.
But, it's okay that I have nothing, it's really okay, as long as he doesn't move my Davidson, as long as he doesn't move my Davidson.
I dare not dwell on the clothes, because compared to Davidson, the clothes, my dignity, are really insignificant.
"Marlon, today, how is Davidson?" I asked tentatively, I didn't dare to ask too directly at all, I was afraid to irritate Marlon.
But Marlon still did not even look at me, only to me warmly said: "I go to take a shower, then come up to keep you company! Then he turned around and went into the bathroom.
The moment the bathroom door closed, I felt like my whole world was dark, but then I thought about it and tried to reassure myself that as long as Marlon hadn't said anything, then Davidson was probably safe, and that had to be it, for sure!
As long as I behave and obey a little!
I smile to myself, but, I can't smile anymore!
Marlon came out of the shower, got into bed and took me into his arms and kissed me on the cheek, I was disgusted, incredibly disgusted, but I didn't dare to move, really, not a single move, I was afraid, I was really scared to death to anger Marlon, afraid Davidson would be punished.
But thank goodness Marlon didn't do anything more, but just hugged me to sleep, only hugging me with such force that it seemed like I would disappear at any moment.
The door, suddenly slowly opened, I think it must be the female bodyguard called Milena, I did not bother to turn back, anyway, Milena see me always disgusted, hate, if possible, Milena would have killed me, or in the most cruel way.
Only now there's a Marlon in!
"Sister, it's been a long time!" A pleasant and long female voice suddenly sounded, and I jerked my head back to see Alicia standing by the door, slowly walking in.
Today, Alicia wore a very fine and beautiful little short dress, it is not at all visible that she is pregnant, and her long hair curled into waves, draped, face with delicate makeup, the whole person with some charming.
"It's you!" My eyebrows furrowed.
Alicia laughed: "Yes, of course it's me, who else but me did my sister think would come to see her!"
I didn't say anything else, I couldn't decide what Alicia was doing here, no, I should say, I still couldn't decide what Marlon meant.
This is a small townhouse, and the last thing Marlon wants Alicia to know about my being here, and if Marlon doesn't want her to know, then Alicia won't know until she dies.
But, now Alicia not only knew, but also, walked past the heavy bodyguards and walked right up to me.
Alicia looked at me from above and smiled lightly, "Sister is wondering how I could be here, how I could be here, isn't it?"
I didn't say anything and stared at Alicia.
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