Prisoner's Diary

I look at the man next to me.

He slept very, very deeply.

For some reason, I pushed back his long hair.

That was also the first time I saw his facial features clearly.

It is indeed a waste of a beard to match this exquisite facial features.

I've never seen this person before, but it feels so familiar to me at this moment.

I feel a little pain in my heart.

He is obviously the one who kidnapped me, and he is obviously a lunatic.

But my heart really hurts.

Perhaps it was because he felt sorry for him and felt pity for him.

Damn it!

I must be bewitched by something!

The man woke up and looked panicked when he saw me looking at him.

Why is he nervous!I should be the one who is nervous!

I quickly retracted my hand and stopped looking at him.

I really want to slap myself hard, what the hell am I doing now!

She was originally treated as a woman by him, but now she will show such a girly behavior.

The man sat up and hugged me again.

I struggled to break free from his grip.

His strength seems to have grown, and I can't break free.

Did he always pretend to be powerless before?Hateful!

He kept calling my name in my ear.

Disgusting!It's disgusting!

But I couldn't escape from the trap he set for me.

My clothes have been torn since the last time I took a shower.

His hands wandered over my chest.

I gritted my teeth and endured silently.

This shame, in the future, I will definitely return it to him double!