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Beck stood up, running a hand through his hair in frustration. What on earth was going on with this woman?noveldrama

"I'm not coming over. If you're going to lose it, don't drag me into this. You must have a bunch of guys on the side. Why don't you call one of them?"

When Stella heard the phone click off, she wasn't surprised in the slightest.

She wrapped her blanket tighter around herself, resigning to just tough it out for the night.

But as minutes ticked by, she started to hear noises outside, including the sound of the lock turning.

Groggily getting up, she soon recognized Morgan's voice.

"It's her."

A man nearby asked, "Are you sure about this? She's your sister, man. Won't your dad have our heads for this?"

"He won't. He doesn't even acknowledge her. So, are we doing this or what?"

"Yeah, yeah, let's do it. I've never had a piece of the Sanders family before. Saw Maja's picture in the news once, damn, she was a sight for sore eyes."

Stella's eyes snapped open to find four men by her bed, all shirtless, staring right at her.

A chill ran down her spine as she incredulously turned towards Morgan at the door.

Hadn't Morgan run away from home? How had he returned so quickly?

Morgan held a cigarette, pretending not to see her desperate look for help.

"Have fun with her, make sure you enjoy yourselves."

The men chuckled darkly, lunging towards Stella.

Stella rolled to the side, but a hand caught her ankle.

"Morgan, have you lost your mind? Aren't you afraid of dad's wrath?"

This only seemed to anger Morgan more.

"Of course, he'll blame me! He'd kick me out for you. I don't even want to acknowledge him as my dad anymore. Stella, you've made me a laughingstock, and today, you're going to pay for it."

Stella could never have imagined Morgan would go to such lengths, bringing men into their home to assault her.

Her face turned pale, fear gripping her heart.

"Get away from me!"

But the men were already on the bed, tying her hands with practiced ease.

Sweat covered Stella's face as she struggled in vain against their hold.

The last bit of color drained from her face, her wrists bloody from the struggle. "Let me go! Please, just let me go!"

But nobody listened. One of the men even started to unbuckle his pants.

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Whether you were willing or not, coming out broken was a real possibility.

When Alan had tried to send her to the red-light district, she had no strength to resist; her only option was to seek Jason's protection.

Nobody knew his real name; everyone just called him Jason.

As the men thought she'd keep struggling, Stella had given up.

One moved closer, "I'm first!"

Stella closed her eyes, wishing she could numb her body to what was about to happen.

Just as a man was about to force her legs apart, a voice cut through the tension. "What the hell is going on here?"

Beck stood at the doorway, his eyes dark with disbelief at the scene before him.