The Prisoner of the Devils'

Weird

"You want to die? Tired of living, huh?" Skylar growled furiously. "What did you do, ******?"

"Nothing ...." The woman screamed even more as Skylar pushed her against the wall violently.

"You can't be treated gently."

"Skylar, listen to me first—"

"There's nothing to listen to, cheap lady!" the man snaps violently.

"I'm just—"

"Shut up your fucking mouth! You'll get even worse on your lips if you still dare to make a sound!" Skylar stared at the woman. Really, he also did not understand why he was this angry.

There was nothing Starla could do. He just cried, couldn't do anything. Skylar did not even want to hear the explanation. No, the man would never even want to hear any excuses coming out of his lips.

Skylar pressed the body firmly with his burly hands holding Starla's chest.

"After killing Gaby, you also deliberately wanted to finish Xander off using my hand?"

Starla shook her head strongly with tightly gritted lips. Her tears were flowing with a sobbing of stifled pain. He tried to hold Skylar's arm which became a body cage in his chest.

"Then what, damn it?"

"I'm sorry .." said Starla softly between her cries. "I didn't know that man was coming. Really, Skylar. Trust me."

Skylar's face was truly terrifying. Her blue bead was flushed red, staring intently at Starla's face. Her chest is kempis. I don't know why he was so angry this time. Goddamnit!

"You must accept your punishment then!"

After those words came out, Starla thrashed out violently. The woman screamed loudly as Skylar dragged her arm to the second floor, then threw her body rough on the bed.

"Why are you yelling?"

"No! J—don't again, Skylar!"

"Don't you? What makes you always reject me?" Skylar took off the buttons of his shirt one by one, and raised his eyebrows high as the question raged. "I've claimed you every time. What else are you gonna defend?"

The man carried himself up on the bed, half-overlapping Starla's body that was shaking violently down there. He doesn't care about the pill. The man then scooped up and****** voracious lip voracious Starla. His hands were now moving rough play on the woman's chest.

Skylar will again torture Starla, mercilessly, mercilessly. This woman has always managed to provoke her emotions.

Or maybe Skylar is too much?

I don't know. All he knows is that he doesn't want to have her touched by someone else.

****

I don't know how long Skylar had let his body position sideways like this while his eyes moved expressionlessly. Stare at every inch of that graceful face, and stop right at Starla's swollen lips and a slight bruise in the corner there. The woman frowned faintly while writhing as Skylar's thumb touched the wound, giving her the reflex to stop the movement.

Is it so sick? Even just because he felt a light touch from her had made the woman disturbed from her sleep.

For a moment the man was stunned. What's on his mind? Isn't that what he wanted? Hurting Starla inside out, then throwing the woman away from her life after getting what she wants? But, what's up? Why should he think about the condition of that prostitute?

Skylar's face tightened ruthlessly. He pulled out the thick blanket before getting up in a sitting position on the edge of the bed. Displays tight muscles in certain parts of his body that are not wearing clothes.

The Tan-skinned man rubbed his face firmly. Skylar felt that he was a naive adult male. And he really wanted to laugh hard. Laughing at his thoughts as if he was betraying him. Also betrayed his sister, Gabriella.

Damn it!

The man was about to leave the room after returning to wearing clothes when his eyes again accidentally caught the fragile figure of the woman. Skylar walked over. And whether the angel who possessed him when his hand was stretched out treacherously— pulled the blanket and covered the innocent back with a light gesture, as if not to disturb the owner.

Goddamn hick!

The man let out a rough breath and let him curse at himself. He closed his eyes for a moment before turning around and leaving the peaceful-looking woman struggling in a dreamland.

****

Starla frowned as her eyelids forced it to open. He blinked, trying to re-assemble his consciousness before sitting down. The weak body seemed to split in two. It hurts everywhere. Again he had to accept the fact that he had just been harassed by a crazy man who had entered and ruined his life. The damned man who had already turned her into a cheap and worthless female figure. The bastard who always laughs at his wounded heart.

He took a deep breath as his tears threatened to come out. The thought of it made him disgusted at himself. Skylar really did not want to make peace. Not at all. The man hated her half to death. What else should he do? Should he force himself to resign and give his life to Skylar? Letting that guy overhaul her all out?

He jumped in shock when the room door opened and displayed the figure of a lifeline who was standing there.

His hand moved swiftly pulling the blanket that was on his stomach desperately, hiding his upper plain body from that harassing look. While his mind is now lodged with a row of questions in there. What did that damned human do? Didn't Skylar work today?

The cold and cool room now turned into a gripping aura that made him short of breath for the presence of the owner. And Starla couldn't possibly linger in that room. With a still bitter feeling under the sharp gaze of the devil, he tried to move his feet with great difficulty. No matter how slow the movement was, the stinging pain was completely unable to make him to not let out a small moan. However, his feeble whimper made the man immediately approach without Starla noticing.

"You're taking too long."

Skylar lifted the tiny body in a jolt that made Starla scream in shock and reflexively clasped tightly onto the white T-shirt she was wearing.

"I never let you sleep in my room!"

Starla did not respond. He was unable to respond to what Skylar had just said. Tension began to run all over her body when she learned that the man was taking her to the bathroom.

Oh God! Is Skylar going to re-use it in there? Her tears are puffing. His lips were trembling again with his body rustling violently. He'll be back harassed?

"Take me off, you son of a bitch! Don't touch me!"