TRAPPED

Sixty two

"Ohh so your motherless freaking physco who kills anyone.. don't you" J's words stung Raphael deeply. He clenched his jaw in response, his anger rising. Without a word, he grabbed her by the jaw, causing her to hiss in pain. In that moment, he realized he could end her life in seconds."

"Raphael, leave her," Salvator interjected. After a few moments, Raphael released her. She hit the ground with a thud.

"You did the same thing, didn't you, Jule? Lane? Daisy? You've also taken a life," Raphael asked, his tone laced with disdain.

"What makes you think I killed someone? And I'm certainly not as cold-hearted as you, a mindless killer who takes pleasure in ending lives," J retorted defiantly.

"Pleasure or pain, but for you, I'd say it's a guilty pleasure that's still hidden... How would you like to live out the rest of your life, Jule?" Raphael inquired, his tone carrying a hint of challenge.

"What the hell are you talking about? I have no such desires," J said through gritted teeth, her voice tinged with frustration.

Raphael's gaze bore into J, searching for any sign of deception. He could sense the tension in her words, but something in her eyes betrayed a hint of uncertainty. salvator press her more. "You can't hide it from me, J. I know there's more to your story than you're letting on. What are you really hiding?"

J's frustration boiled over, her hands clenching into fists at her sides. "I'm tired of your accusations, I told you, I have nothing to hide," she exclaimed, her voice trembling with fear.

"Okay, legal advice it is then," Salvator responded calmly.violate shock expression make him look at her.he gace her simple nod.

"I don't understand what's going on. I can't believe J would do something like this," Violate sobbed softly, her voice filled with confusion and distress.

"It's just the beginning of the story, Violate. You'll find all the answers in due time," Salvator assured her calmly, his voice steady and reassuring.

Violate's frustration with J grew palpable, her brows furrowing and her fists clenching. She struggled to contain her emotions, feeling betrayed and confused by J's actions.

"What have you done, J? Please, tell me. What's going on? Did you... did you kill someone?" Violate whispered, her voice barely audible, filled with fear and desperation.

J's laughter cut through the tense atmosphere, chilling Viola to the bone. "Oh, I don't need anything from you, Violate. You're just a worthless piece of shit who can't even be yourself," J sneered, her words dripping with venomous contempt.

"You're my controlled doll, Violate, who does anything I say... and now you've become a whore for Salvator," J's frustrated words pierced through the air, laden with bitterness and resentment.

"And I bet you don't have any clue who he is, what identity he holds... Tell me, Violate darling, does he just use you, or does he actually care enough to reveal his real identity?" J chuckled, looking at Viola with a mix of mockery and curiosity.

"Uh... What do you mean...?" violate asked cautiously, tone her betraying a hint of uncertainty about the possible infringement being referred to.

"Ask your boyfriend, vi darling...who he is?" J said with a mocking smile. violate looks at salvator hope in her eyes.what ever she is saying is wrong he never betray her...

"Voilate, there are so many things you don't know... let's keep it simple," Salvator said calmly.