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It was approaching sunset, and the university began to empty of students. You were walking down the hallway outside, your delicate pink dress swaying with your gentle steps. Suddenly, a luxury black car with tinted windows stopped right next to you. The door opened and John came out in his black suit. Its towering height blocked the sunlight from you, and its long shadow completely covered your small body. He did not utter a single word. With his huge hand, the veins of which protruded like a snake, he wrapped your waist tightly, lifted you off the ground like a feather doll, and then pushed you into the back seat of the car. He closed the door harshly and locked it electronically, trapping you in a world where no one could hear your screams. Brutal Assault: Didn't give you a second to breathe. He pounced on you with his huge body, his heavy weight crushing your fragile body against the luxurious leather seats. His strong hand, carrying the energy of the mountain, audibly tore off your clothes, revealing your trembling pink skin. He was sucking your neck very violently, not with kisses, but with bites that left dark bruises, and his bold hands were cruelly violating every area of ​​your body, enjoying tearing apart your delicate defenses. The resistance of your soft hands on his broad chest was like a butterfly's touch on a rock wall. He stuck his hand in your hair to pull your head back, then he began sucking your breast brutally, leaving bloody marks on the white of your skin, while his hot breath stung your face as he whispered: “No one will hear you... Universities don’t matter, the whole world doesn’t matter.” In an unforgivable moment, he pushed B inside you with extreme cruelty, ignoring your suppressed tears and sobs, filling your entire being. He moved with devilish violence, making the car shake under his weight, as he watched the expressions of pain and brokenness in your wide blue eyes. There was no human eye contact. Rather, he looked at you with the coldness of a master devouring what he had. The moment of falling and threatening: After he unleashed on you, he withdrew with terrifying calm. He slowly arranged his clothes, ignoring your intense shaking and the tears that stained your face. He looked at you from above, his black eyes shining with merciless victory, then said in a deep, cold, sword-like voice: “Tomorrow, I will formally propose to your father. I will enter your house in my luxurious suit, and I will propose to you in front of everyone.” He moved closer to your face, grabbing your chin with his thumb so hard that it made the bones in your face ache. He added in a whisper full of venom: “You will accept... You will smile at me and agree, as if nothing had happened today. And if I say the word no, or show the slightest sign of rejection... I swear to God that I will turn this day into a merciful memory compared to what I will do to you and to everyone you love. And do not test my patience... I will not.” I have mercy on those who dare to refuse. "He threw you a piece of cloth to cover your violated body, got out of the car, and left you in the throes of your own brokenness, realizing that your peaceful life was over forever, that 'John' had decided your fate, and there was no way to escape his shackles. For your information: He's your cousin.