Chapter 191: Don't Touch
I knew right away what he was up to.
Humiliation hit me like a ton of bricks; I couldn't breathe or think straight, and all I wanted was to get away from this psycho.
Pinned under him, I started sweating bullets. Daniel and his actions were scarier than a blackout at midnight.
All I saw was darkness, and Daniel, pressing down on me, felt like a demon ready to devour me.
One hand gripped my waist while the other pushed my head down, his face buried in my neck, kissing my ear.
His lips were cold and damp, like a slimy snake. I tried to squirm away, but I couldn't shake him off.
He kissed my earlobe, his cold breath hitting my face, making me feel so sick I thought I might puke.
What the hell happened to Daniel? Why was he doing this to me? What did I do to make him want to destroy me?
I slapped him with all my strength, my legs kicking wildly. I didn't know where my nails scratched him, but I heard him groan over and over.
I had never been this scared before; my whole body felt like ice. My mind was a mess, with only one thought—get this freak off me and don't let him touch me.
My teeth chattered, my blood felt like it froze, and my heart felt like it was sinking in icy water. My throat was blocked, and I couldn't make a sound.
Even if I could scream, it wouldn't help. The door was locked; nobody would come.
No one could save me; I had to rely on myself.
I kept telling myself that I couldn't let him win, no way. Even if I died, I had to keep my dignity. I belonged to Brad; no one else could touch me.
"Jane, don't be scared, it's me, Daniel. Aren't I your favorite? Give in to me. I'll marry you, and you'll be my girl. We'll never be apart. I'll love you forever. Give in to me, okay?"
With heavy breathing, his big hands clamped down on my flailing arms. His cold, slimy lips roamed over my cheeks and neck.
His hand slipped under my shirt, caressing my lower back, leaving a trail of chill wherever he touched.
His body kept heating up, and his movements grew more intense. I had no strength left to fight.
I was so desperate!
Someone, please save me.
Tears streamed down my face. Brad's face appeared in my mind, looking at me with love. He said, "Jane, don't be afraid, I'm here."
But Brad, where were you? Why hadn't you come back? Your Jane was about to be devoured by a demon. Save me!
When Daniel's hand moved from my lower back to my abdomen, I finally broke down and screamed, "Daniel, don't make me hate you!"
Daniel froze for a moment. I took the chance to break free from his grip, using all my strength to push him off and run outside.
I didn't know if he let me go or if I had miraculously saved myself.
Anyway, I escaped from under him.
The lights came on, so bright that I couldn't open my eyes.
The power was back!
I saw my disheveled reflection in the living room window, my face streaked with tears, my clothes a mess, and two noticeable scratches on my neck.
I shut my eyes in shame and bolted out of there.
I had no clue where I was going, just that I had to run. A voice in my head kept screaming, "Run, run fast. There's a demon in that house; get far away."
I never wanted to come back here, never wanted to see that monster again.
In my panic, I crashed into someone. I thought is was Daniel. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight.
"Let go of me, you freak! Don't touch me!" I hit him with everything I had, gripped by fear, desperate to escape. I kicked, punched, and even bit, doing whatever I could to protect myself.
"Let go of me, Daniel! Don't touch me. I belong to Brad, don't touch me, please." I cried out in despair.
My screams echoed in the empty hallway, and the voice-activated lights flicked on.
Those hands were strong, holding me tight, making me listen to his heartbeat. His voice was filled with suppressed anger and deep concern. "Baby, don't be afraid, it's me, Brad. I'm here, don't be afraid."
His gentle voice snapped me back to reality. I smelled that familiar scent that always calmed me.
It was Brad. He came. He came to save me.
My panicked, fearful heart finally settled down.
"Brad." I cried out loud, like I had survived a disaster, releasing all my fear and humiliation in my sobs.
Realizing I had escaped, I found I had no strength left. My consciousness couldn't support my body anymore, and everything went black as I collapsed into Brad's arms.
I didn't know what happened afterward. When I woke up, I found myself in a hotel bed, wearing clean clothes, and Brad sleeping beside me. Brad's face was in front of me, his stubble making him look a bit haggard.
It was good to have Brad here, I thought.
Brad seemed very tired, sleeping deeply. I tried to pull out a hand to cover his shoulder with a blanket, but I accidentally woke him.
"I'm sorry, baby. I should have come back earlier." Brad held me tightly in his arms, comforting me over and over.
I felt his body trembling. He was scared too, and felt guilty.
"So good you came. I almost lost myself. I feel so dirty." I recalled that humiliating scene, the cold touch still lingering on my skin. The shame was so intense, I felt like I couldn't bear to live with it.
Daniel was not just crazy; he was a beast, an inhuman beast.
"No, no, you're not dirty. Jane is the cleanest baby in the world, Brad's most beloved baby."
"Brad, can I stop taking care of him? I'm scared. I don't want to see him again. He's a demon."
"Don't go, never again. Don't be afraid, I'll protect you. I won't let anyone hurt you."
"Okay."
I lay in Brad's arms, trying hard to forget the horrifying scene from last night.
I told myself, Jane, you didn't owe him anything this time. It was all over.
"Why did you come back? Weren't you supposed to work late?" After a long time, I finally calmed down enough to talk to Brad normally.
"I was supposed to work late, maybe all night, but then the power went out, so we had to leave." At this point, Brad tightened his arms around me and kissed my forehead tenderly. "Thank goodness for the power outage, thank goodness."
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