When Nancy heard Michelle’s threat, she turned to Crystal and said, “Let her go.”
Crystal nodded and took her foot off Michelle’s back. Then Nancy rushed to Clark’s side. She was terrified of what Michelle might do to her son.
Michelle used the night table to help herself stand, and once she was on her feet, she glared at Crystal. “This is not over,” she promised. “Not by a long shot.”
Before Crystal could respond to this veiled threat, a servant stepped into the room. When she saw Michelle, her eyes lit up. “Miss Michelle!” she exclaimed. “I finally found you! I am so happy! My Master has been looking for...” As the servant was speaking, she noticed the mess, and the rest of her sentence caught in her throat. She looked at Michelle. “Wh-Wh What h-happened to you?” she stammered.
Paul shouted obscenities as he kicked at the door. “You are going to pay for what you said,” he roared. He was strong, and the thin wood could only resist him for so long. Eventually, it began to splinter, and his foot appeared in the bedroom. When Clark saw the wood splinter inward, he began to cry, and he pressed his face into his mother’s neck. Nancy looked to Crystal, shook her head, and smiled bitterly. “See? I told you. He won’t believe me. He would rather believe that woman.” Crystal shook her head. Until that moment, she had not fully understood what a bastard Paul really was. The next kick was the straw that broke the proverbial camel’s back. The door burst open, and Paul rushed in. His eyes were red from anger, and when he turned to Nancy, Crystal could see that he had murder on his mind.
Before Paul could hit Nancy, Michelle intervened. “Stop!” she cried. Paul’s hand froze, and he turned to look at Michelle. “Why shouldn’t I punish her?” he asked. “Even if she is guilty, spare her for the sake of your son.” She smiled. “Just let her go. Ask her to move out. I don’t want to see her again.” When Nancy heard that, she began to panic. She thought - If he kicks me out, what will become of Clark? “Alright,” Paul grunted. “It was a mistake to let her come back. I can see that now.” Nancy sighed and said, “Thank you! If you let me, I’ll go right now!” “Go then,” Michelle said.
(Triggered Warning: This chapter contains a sex scene and inappropriate words. If you're not comfortable reading it kindly skip it and move to another chapter) Paul was a musclebound hunk, and Nancy and Michelle were both surprised to see him taking off his clothes. Certainly, neither of them expected that he would throw his underwear over Nancy’s head. How shameless! - Nancy thought - How dirty! She closed her eyes and pulled his underwear over her head. Once she could see again, she saw that Paul had positioned himself on the bed, and he was snapping his fingers. The servants that had been massaging Michelle’s genitals retreated. She climbed on the bed, sat on Paul’s chest, turn
Michelle frowned. She had kissed Paul’s most sensitive place, but even that failed to arouse his interest or desire. He seemed to be weak, suddenly, and she could feel him going soft inside her. She did not want to give up, though. “Are you too tired?” she asked. “Do you want me on top?” Paul scowled and said, “Hush your face.” He was impatient to finish before he went completely limp. He covered her face with his hand, thrust into her a few times as hard as he could, and as he came, he cursed her name. “That was your fault,” he muttered as he rolled off her. Michelle began to whimper. “Paul?” she cried. “What’s the matter with you today? What did I do wrong?” “Never mind.” Paul rolled over slowly and turned to face the wall. Meanwhile, Nancy had finished, not one, b
Nancy took a deep breath, turned, and ran out of the room. She took the stairs two at a time, and she did not begin to slow down until she was free of the house. Once she reached the road, she stopped to catch her breath. She looked around and found that everything seemed surreal. A cool wind blew through her nightgown, and her skin broke out in gooseflesh. A moment passed, and she realized that her feet hurt. She had left the house without putting on her shoes. Nancy turned left, and she followed the sidewalk until she could walk no further. There was a park nearby, and she hunkered down beneath a tree. “What a fool I have been,” she muttered to herself. “Why do I have such bad taste in men?” She blamed herself for everything that had happened to her. “At least I am finally free...” Despite everything that had h
Noah took a hot drink out of the vending machine and handed it to Nancy. She had his jacket over her shoulders and his shoes on her feet. She looked incredibly silly. They had been sitting on a bench for the better part of the night, and as the sky began to lighten, she said, “The sun will be up soon. If Noah had not come after her, she would have been alone all night, and without the shoes and jacket, she might have frozen to death. Luckily, Noah was wearing a warm sweater, and his socks were extra thick. Noah smiled and said, “Let’s go.” “Where are we going?” “A hotel. You can have a rest. When you wake up, I will tell Miss Smith to pick you up.” Nancy did not expect that
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