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JUDY’S POVWhen I regained consciousness, my head throbbed, and my vision was blurry. I was no longer outside. The cold air of the abandoned warehouse gnawed at my skin, making the shadows seem darker and the room feel smaller. The faint smell of rust and mildew hung heavy, and the flickering light of a single bulb overhead created an atmosphere straight out of a nightmare. My wrists burned where the coarse ropes dug into my skin, but it was nothing compared to the seething anger and humiliation bubbling inside me.I glared at the hooligans who stood a few feet away, their smug grins infuriating me further. "Let me go!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the empty space. "Do you even know who I am? You won’t get away with this!"My defiance seemed to amuse them. One of the men, a lanky figure with a scar running down his cheek, chuckled. "Oh, sweetheart, you're not exactly in a position to make threats." His words were coated with mockery, his tone oozing confidence that they hel
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CHRIS’ POVThe investigation was a mess—a chaotic tangle of false leads and unanswered questions that left me restless and irritable. The frustration coiled inside me like a spring wound too tight, threatening to snap.I needed answers. More than that, I needed someone to blame, someone to vent this unbearable pressure on. My thoughts kept circling back to Judy.I had been so busy in the investigation that I had not been in contact with Judy. I believed she might have liked the distance for I had not seen her trying to get my attention. This time, I was planning to go the extra mile in my torture. Yeah, I knew that I was a psycho but I was helpless. I was changed not only because of my father’s death, but also because of something that had happened to me when… Never mind! I just needed to find Judy.Her cryptic expressions, the lies she had told, the confusion she had sown—all of it was infuriating. I grabbed my phone, ready to call her and demand an explanation. As the phone rang,
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CHRIS’ POVUsing the powerful influence and resources of my family, it didn’t take long to locate the warehouse where Judy was being held captive. The moment I confirmed her location, I didn’t hesitate—I bolted toward the site with a single-minded focus, the thought of her terrified and alone consuming me. My pulse thundered as I approached the crumbling structure, its rusted walls streaked with decay and jagged glass glinting like sinister teeth in the broken windows. The air seemed to hum with foreboding, thick and suffocating. I didn’t let myself hesitate.With every ounce of strength, I drove my foot into the warped door, which groaned before crashing open. The inside reeked of dampness and neglect, shadows pooling in every corner. My breath hitched as my eyes darted across the chaos—splintered furniture, tattered curtains swaying in a ghostly breeze. And then, amidst the wreckage, I saw her.Judy sat on the cold concrete floor, her disheveled hair clinging to her tear-streaked
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JUDY’S POV“Acting all innocent now, are we?” a gruff voice sneered.It was a night that started out ordinary, a quiet evening where nothing seemed out of the ordinary—until everything spiralled into a nightmare. I had been held captive for what felt like an eternity, though it had likely only been hours. Fear clawed at my chest as I was in the dingy warehouse, surrounded by leering faces, each more menacing than the last. Their cruel laughter echoed in the empty space, sending chills down my spine. I curled up, my body trembling with the weight of impending doom.When the boss stepped closer, his predatory gaze locking onto me. My heart raced, my thoughts a chaotic blur. I was paralysed, the fight draining from me with every second that ticked by. I had never felt so helpless. Then, just as the tension reached its peak, the door to the warehouse burst open with a deafening crash.For a moment, I couldn’t process what was happening. My head snapped toward the source of the noise, an
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JUDY’S POVWhen the fog of shock and fear finally began to lift, clarity swept over me like a tidal wave. The moment my mind cleared, I felt the rage bubbling up from deep inside, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I turned on Chris, fury burning in my chest, and spat the truth at him, “This was all because of you!”At first, Chris looked completely clueless, his brow furrowed in confusion, but it didn’t matter. I was done holding it in. I was done being passive. I was done pretending that everything would be fine. This nightmare wasn’t just some unfortunate event—it was a direct result of his reckless actions.“The person behind all this," I said, voice shaking with frustration, “is Katarina. It’s all her doing." The words left my mouth like venom, and I watched his face for any flicker of surprise. When the boss had come into the warehouse at that time, he had received a call from Katarina. He even mentioned her name.I was boiling with rage at that time thinking how could a girl
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CHRIS’ POVAs Judy began to compose herself, I noticed a shift in her demeanour. Her trembling slowed, and her tear-streaked face hardened as though she had flipped an invisible switch. Vulnerability was replaced by defiance, the raw emotions she had shared with me retreating behind walls I could almost see building before my eyes. It was like she realised, mid-sob, that she had let her guard down too much and decided to pull herself together. I should have seen it as strength, a proof to her resilience after everything she had just endured. But instead, something about it drove me mad.I didn’t understand the rage that welled up inside me. Maybe it was guilt—deep, suffocating guilt—for being the reason she was in this mess to begin with. Perhaps it was frustration at myself for not being able to fix things, to protect her properly. Or maybe it was the twisted way my brain processed the situation, channelling my emotions in the worst possible direction. Whatever it was, I lashed ou
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JUDY’S POVChris' revenge on Katarina was not just an act of retaliation but a methodical unravelling of her control. He struck where it hurt her most—her pride and reputation. Chris' plan unfolded with calculated precision, striking Katarina where it would hurt the most—her reputation. It began discreetly but carried an undeniable force. Armed with evidence he had painstakingly gathered during his investigation, Chris anonymously unveiled the truth about her. Documents and screenshots exposed her history of bullying, underhanded schemes, and the intricate web of blackmail she had woven to maintain her power.The school, once under her sway, turned against her almost instantly. Whispers spread like wildfire, and Katarina, who had once commanded attention and admiration, found herself the target of disgust and disdain. The carefully curated image of the queen bee shattered, leaving her influence in ruins. Overnight, her name became synonymous with deceit, her reign of terror toppled
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JUDY’S POVThat night, I replayed the conversation with Chris repeatedly in my head, dissecting every word. Was I too harsh? Did I let my emotions get the best of me? The questions swirled endlessly, but no matter how I tried to soften the edges, one truth remained clear: Chris needed to hear what I said. Every word, every accusation was justified. For far too long, I had been caught in the emotional chaos he created, subjected to his whims, his anger, and his misplaced guilt. It was about time he faced the consequences of his actions, just as I had.Yes, his actions against Katarina were bold, even commendable. Exposing her cruelty and taking her down was a victory for everyone she had tormented, myself included. But it didn’t erase the pain Chris caused me. It didn’t undo the humiliation of being dragged into the centre of a storm that wasn’t mine to begin with. Moreover, it certainly didn’t absolve him of the careless way he had treated me—vacillating between moments of kindness
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CHRIS’ POVThere was a deep contradiction in my emotions—on the surface, I played the role of dominance, strict and unyielding, yet beneath it all, I held Judy in the highest regard. Every harsh word, every act of control, was part of the unspoken trust we shared, a language only we understood. She was not merely a participant in our game; she was my Queen, the one who commanded my reverence even in submission. In treating her harshly, I was not diminishing her—I was exalting her, honouring the strength that allowed her to receive and endure. The game was built on power, but my feelings went beyond it. There was admiration, devotion, and something close to worship woven into every interaction.Every moment with Judy was precious, and I intended to savour every second of my short leave with her. My world, my desires, my very sense of belonging—all of it revolved around her. As an introvert, my energy was reserved for only those who truly mattered, and no one mattered more than Judy
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JUDY’S POV“Punish me!” I exclaimed.“Your punishment is you won’t be allowed to cum.”“Mmm… Sounds impossible.”“You naughty kitten!”Chris kept on hitting me deep inside while I twist my hips to the rythmn of his moves. He tap my butt.“Judy! Stay put! You’ll make me cum too early and I don’t want that. I want to enjoy your pussy,” Chris scolded me.The more he scolded, the more I was turned on. Since I was already so wet, the sound of him fucking me was driving me nuts. He was also enjoying fucking me.“Judy! Don’t!” Chris protested while I still broke his rules.Ultimately, I cummed on his dick and he came right after. Still, I wanted more and I kept begging, but this time, Chris was more strict on his punishment.“Since you weren’t allowed to cum, you broke the rule, now you earn a punishment.”“No, I want more of your dick!”“You can’t have it any more.”“Alright, I’ll fuck myself then.”As soon as I parted my legs to finger myself, Chris stopped me.“Kitten… You have been break
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JUDY’S POV“I am happy,” I said again, slowly and clearly. “With you.”He let out a breath, some of the tension finally melting from his shoulders. “You mean that?”I nodded. “Completely.”Chris stared at me for a long moment before giving me a small, almost relieved smile. “You always know how to say the right things, don’t you?”I grinned.“Because I know you, Chris. And I know what we have is real.”His eyes softened. “Yeah… Yeah, it is.”For the first time since the call started, I saw the weight lifting off his shoulders. I knew, without a doubt, that no matter what doubts crept into his mind, I would always be there to chase them away.The past week had been frustrating beyond words. Chris had been sending me packages, but he forbade me from opening them. Every time I asked about them, he would simply say, “Not yet.” His teasing only grew worse during our video calls—he would guide me, push me to the edge, only to stop, leaving me aching and unsatisfied.At first, I thought
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CHRIS’ POVAfter ending the video call with Thane, I felt like I was drowning in my own thoughts. My mind was a storm of emotions—guilt, uncertainty, frustration. I couldn't shake the thought that maybe I had unknowingly shaped Judy’s desires, that she wasn’t with me out of love but because of some unresolved trauma. The weight of that realisation sat heavy on my chest.I couldn’t go home. I couldn’t go back to the training centre either. I needed an outlet, something to channel this frustration into before it consumed me.So, I went to the gym.The moment I walked in, the familiar scent of sweat and metal filled my lungs. The rhythmic pounding of weights, the faint sound of grunts and exertion, the steady beat of a playlist blasting through the speakers—it was grounding. Without hesitation, I changed into my workout gear and headed straight to the punching bag.I wrapped my hands, flexing my fingers as I took a deep breath. Then, I started throwing punches. Hard. Fast. One after th
