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Beneath the Whip CHAPTER 92
JUDY’S POV“We’re together in this. You don’t worry, Judy.”“But—”Despite my repeated refusals, Chris was resolute in his decision to come with me. I knew, deep down, that it wasn’t safe for me to go to such a secluded place on my own. The factory, with its abandoned walls and dark corners, was far from an ideal meeting spot. However, beyond the obvious danger to myself, I couldn't shake the growing concern that if Chris came along, he might be putting himself in harm's way because of me.I couldn't stop thinking about the possibility that whoever was behind this could have a hidden agenda, one that might involve more than just misleading me. What if this wasn’t a simple trap, but a setup designed to harm both of us? What if there were others involved—some kind of gang or group working behind the scenes, setting us up for something much worse? The thought of Chris getting hurt because he was simply trying to protect me gnawed at my conscience, and I couldn’t shake the fear that I w
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JUDY’S POV“Jason?” Both Chris and I exclaimed in shock, our voices overlapping with disbelief. We both stood frozen, staring at the figure standing in front of us, a familiar face.Jason, who had once been a part of our lives, now stood in the doorway of the abandoned factory, a malicious grin stretching across his face. He looked exactly the same as I remembered, his cold eyes piercing through me with an unsettling calmness. But it wasn’t just the surprise of seeing him that made my heart race—it was the sudden, sharp twist in my stomach as he stepped forward, pulling something out of his jacket pocket.In his hand, he held a document. The very sight of it sent a wave of panic rushing through me. I could see the outline of the words even from a distance, the unmistakable logo at the top—the sadomasochistic agreement that Chris and I had signed a long time ago. The one that was meant to remain a secret. The one that had been buried in the past, far from the eyes of anyone who migh
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JUDY’S POVThat night, after our tense encounter with Jason, Chris and I left the factory in silence. The weight of Jason’s threat hung over us like a storm cloud, oppressive and inescapable. His words echoed in my mind. You’ve got only a few days before the court hearing. It isn’t just a warning; it is a countdown to disaster.Chris glanced at me as we walked back to the car, his expression grim. “We need to figure out our next move,” he said, his voice low but steady.I nodded, but my mind was racing. “I just… I need time to think,” I murmured.We got into the car, and the drive back was heavy with unspoken fears. Neither of us knew exactly how to proceed. Jason’s leverage over us—first the agreement, now this ultimatum—felt like a noose tightening around our necks.When I got home, I barely had time to process the events of the night, my father wanted to talk. The suddenness of his request sent a ripple of unease through me. It was so unusual.I met him in the living room, wher
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JUDY’S POVThe next day, after school, I met Chris outside the small café we often frequented. He was waiting for me by the door, leaning casually against the frame, his hands tucked into his jacket pockets. His expression brightened when he saw me approaching, but as I got closer, his smile wavered. He must have noticed the tension in my steps or the way I clutched my bag tightly.“Hey,” he said, concern immediately lacing his voice. “What’s wrong?”I sighed, deciding it was best to rip the bandage off quickly. “We need to talk.”Chris’ brow furrowed as he stepped aside to let me enter. “Sounds serious. Let’s grab a seat inside.”Once we were seated at a quiet table in the corner, I hesitated. My fingers fiddled with the edge of the napkin in front of me, trying to find the right words. Chris leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “You’re scaring me a little,” he said softly. “What’s going on?”I took a deep breath, deciding to get straight to the point. “Someone sent
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JUDY’S POVThe moment we arrived at Chris' private retreat, the world outside seemed to fade into insignificance. Nestled on the edge of a serene forest, the estate was a picture of opulent seclusion. The heavy oak doors creaked slightly as Chris pushed them open, revealing the warm glow of the grand interior. Without a word, he bent slightly and scooped me up in his arms.“Chris!” I gasped, more out of surprise than protest.“Shh,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “You’re not walking another step tonight.”His tone left no room for argument, and I found myself relaxing in his arms, the steady beat of his heart against my side strangely comforting. The entryway we stepped into was vast, with marble floors gleaming under the golden glow of antique chandeliers. The walls were adorned with intricate wood paneling, punctuated by paintings that seemed to have been carefully curated. This side of the house was left to be explored, or rather, Chris might have saved this side for toni
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JUDY’S POVThe day of the court session was one of the most nerve-wracking of my life. As I dressed that morning, my hands trembled, and I could barely button my blouse. The weight of what lay ahead bore down on me, and I wasn’t sure if I could hold myself together. Chris arrived early, his presence a lifeline amidst the storm of emotions. He didn’t say much; he didn’t need to. His warm, steady gaze was enough to ground me, if only slightly.“You’ve got this,” he said, taking my hand gently in his. “We’ve got this.”His words offered comfort, but the knot in my stomach refused to ease. When we headed out, I saw my father waiting by the front door. He looked at Chris, then at me, with an expression I couldn’t quite decipher. He didn’t speak, didn’t offer his opinion, but his silence spoke volumes. Though he might not entirely approve of Chris, he wasn’t going to interfere. His tacit support gave me a small sliver of reassurance.The courtroom was packed when we arrived. The hushed mu
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CHRIS’ POVThe corridor was eerily silent as I trailed behind Jason. He walked briskly, his phone pressed tightly to his ear, unaware of my presence. I kept a safe distance, trying to remain unnoticed, though my heart pounded with the fear of being caught. The snippets of his conversation I could hear were enough to keep me moving."No, it’s all safe," Jason’s voice was low but firm. "There are backups, more than one. You think I’d be stupid enough to keep just one copy?"I froze, my breath catching in my throat. Backups? Of the video? My mind raced as I recalled that day vividly—the day Judy and I had been on our date at school. The idea that someone had secretly recorded us still made my stomach churn. Now, the fact that Jason had multiple copies made it infinitely worse."What do you want me to do next?" Jason continued, his tone sharp. "Yeah, I’ll handle it. Don’t worry."The mysterious person on the other end of the call remained silent to me, but Jason’s side of the conversati
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JUDY’S POVThe wind whispered through the yard, carrying a restless energy as I stood watching Chris make his way back to me. His movements were taut and deliberate, every step measured. He had just come from his confrontation with Jason, and though his face remained as guarded as always, the subtle flush on his cheeks told another story. Something had unfolded, something significant."Chris," I began cautiously, stepping closer to him. "Why did you go behind Jason?"He hesitated, glancing down at the cracked concrete beneath our feet. "Nothing important," he muttered, but the quiver in his voice was unmissable."Chris, come on," I pressed, folding my arms across my chest. "You’re terrible at hiding things from me. What happened?"He let out a sharp exhale, running a hand through his hair. For a moment, I thought he might deflect again, but then his shoulders sagged slightly. "He’s... not backing down," he admitted. "If anything, he’s doubling down. He knows how to play this game,
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