Sylvia's POV:
My hands were tied, and I couldn't even move them. Now, Warren had pinned me down.
I cried out in despair as I realized what was about to happen.
I would rather die than betray Rufus.
"Warren, please calm down, please..." Tears streamed down my cheeks. I was angry, scared, and devastated -- all at the same time.
I felt foolish for not being more cautious. I had taken the bait and fallen into the trap.
Warren lowered his head. He kissed my tears away and gently licked my cheeks. His smooth tongue made me gasp in horror.
Bile rose in my throat. I slammed my head on Warren's nose.
He blinked and stared at me as if he had finally realized what was going on. However, he soon leaned forward and continued to lick my face, leaving wet trails on my skin.
Anger surged through my veins. I gritted my teeth and slammed my forehead against his nose again.
Warren yelped in my pain and looked at me.
I glared at him, silently warning him to stay away from me. Blood dribbled out of his nose. He casually wiped it with the back of his hand and turned me over.
I closed my eyes, not knowing what else to do. It felt like the end was near. A wave of disgust washed over me as I waited for what was about to happen next.
All of a sudden, I felt my hands loosen. I opened my eyes and saw that Warren had untied the rope for me.
I quickly sprang to my feet and moved away, keeping a safe distance from him.
His eyes had regained clarity, and I felt he had finally understood what he had done. Seeing my reaction, Warren slumped on the floor dejectedly. The blood on his face made him look pitiful.
"Are you okay?" I asked, walking toward the door. "Let's find a way to get out of here first."
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it." He smiled sadly.
"It's not the right time to talk about that. Let's get out of here first," I said anxiously. I grabbed the handle of the solid iron door and shook it.
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