PEARL CATHERINE'S POV
In the aftermath of the harrowing ordeal, the boss of the group, a formidable figure within the mafia, took a moment to explain the situation. With a calm demeanor, he assured me of my safety within their organization, which had established itself as a formidable force aimed at combating the horrors of rape.
As he spoke, I couldn't shake the fear that gripped me, the memories of the nightmare still fresh in my mind. The boss revealed that their group, with a reach comparable to that of a small country, had made it their mission to rescue victims of rape and provide them with sanctuary.
Despite his assurances, I couldn't silence the inner turmoil that consumed me. The trauma of the assault lingered, casting a shadow over my once safe and happy life. In the depths of my despair, I found solace in the hope that others like me would find refuge within the organization.
As the boss bid me farewell, the weight of my fear and anger remained. I couldn't help but wish for a different outcome, for a chance to evade the clutches of the perpetrator, to reclaim the sense of security that had been shattered by his vile actions.
In the quiet of my thoughts, a fervent desire took root a longing for justice, for the perpetrators of such heinous crimes to face the ultimate consequence. As a girl whose innocence had been stolen, I yearned for a world whe inflict such pa ose who dared to 1 others would be held accountable for their actions.
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HEAVENS OF THUNDER
FanfictionA girl fell in love with the God of Thunder, an unreal being with the powers of water and thunder. "He would destroy the world if it were the reason for hurting her." He is capable of loving her and vanquishing her problems and enemies.
