"I don't know who you are or what you want, but here's some advice: let me go."

Annoyed, the man let out a sarcastic laugh, giving her a threatening look, leaned towards her, and grabbed her neck forcefully, whispering,

"Don't try to be difficult with me. You'll die soon enough, Princess," before releasing her and offering her a glass.

But she refused it. Seeing that she would not comply, he repeated the gesture, forcing her to drink.

"Now, sleep!"

Arele wanted to protest, but the drug quickly took effect, and she fell back into the arms of Morpheus.

***

When she woke up for the second time, Arele felt much better. She reexamined the room and quickly devised an escape plan. Getting used to the dim light, she could finally assess the surroundings. The room was almost empty, except for a chair, a few crates, and a bed. Searching her pockets, she found a hairpin and forced the lock of her handcuff. However, she only had time to free herself as the door opened.

She then pretended to be asleep while the man sat beside her and caressed her face.

"You haven't changed much. Sure, you've become quite attractive, but still with that annoying personality. Too bad, I would have loved to see a bit more light in your eyes. I'd take great pleasure in seeing it slowly fade away. But don't worry, little princess, I'll take care of you."

He was about to lean in and kiss her forehead, but she took the opportunity to push him back and escape. However, he was faster and blocked her path. His eyes were filled with anger, and his aura was menacing.

"Where are you planning to go like that?" asked the man.

Arele responded with a neutral gaze, gave him a bitter smile, and then delivered a punch followed by a trip.

"I warned you," she said emotionlessly, looking down at the man on the ground before walking away.

Apparently, she was in a junkyard, and now she had to find the way out.The place was a huge maze, and despite her efforts, she could not find the exit. After a while, fatigue set in, but she did not lose hope.

"Are you done?" His voice made her jump again. She turned around to face her kidnapper, ready to strike him, but he was surrounded and armed.

"Do you really think you could escape that easily?" he asked ironically. "I guess you underestimated me a bit, didn't you ? Too bad you don't recognize me."

Arele furrowed her brows. Did she know him? Who was he?

"Oh well," he continued, "let's not rush things. After all, you'll have plenty of time to remember, princess."

"Hmph, you can still run!"

The young girl gave it her all, sending the men flying as they got in her way. She never would have thought that her karate skills would be so useful, especially today. As for Axel, he was amazed and amused by the spectacle before him. Seeing her unleash like that excited him to the highest degree.

After a while, she grew tired, and judging her show of strength sufficient, he seized a moment of weakness to violently grab her, blocking any attempt to attack.

"You're quite tough, I admit, but unfortunately not strong enough to defeat me."

With a quick motion, he lifted her up like a sack of potatoes and carried her towards the bedroom. She struggled as best she could, screaming, but he was stronger. She was starting to lose hope. Would she truly be locked up here with that psychopath whose intentions were nothing but a mystery?

No, she would not give up! When he finally set her down, she tried to push him away, but he pulled her back towards him, pinning her against the mattress.

"It doesn't work twice with me, princess!" he said sarcastically.

"Let me go !" she eventually screamed, on the verge of tears.

"Tut, tut, tut! Oh, come on, don't cry now. Daddy's here, he'll take care of you," he feigned sympathy, caressing her hair with his valid hand, then her cheek, and down her body, which disgusted her.

Contrary to what he believed, she did not budge, staring into space. Irritated by her lack of reaction, he roughly grabbed her chin and kissed her aggressively. Surprised, Arele did not react immediately. Just like that time. That time! Those thoughts brought her abruptly back to reality, and she became acutely aware of the hold this man had on her.

He was forcefully kissing her just like before. Suddenly, a surge of strength came over her, and she bit his lip and delivered a blow to his lower abdomen, stopping him in his tracks. Her gaze grew darker than ever.

"Insane !"

In an instant, they locked eyes like predators ready to tear each other apart.

However, it was short-lived, as the young man managed to get up quickly, even faster than she would have liked, and grabbed her throat, his eyes filled with hatred, suffocating her. Anger, hatred, but strangely, amusement were the emotions that coursed through him, unsure which one to display.

Ultimately, he settled on hatred, as his pride had been wounded once again. He chuckled emotionlessly, taking pleasure in watching her struggle to break free from his grip. Not knowing what possessed him, he could not resist kissing her again, more passionately this time, pressing her down with all his weight.

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