There was a hint of fear in Mirandaâs hoarse and trembling voice. She seemed like a frightened but helpless bird.
Hansel felt his body burning up with lust. He gave up removing her top and slipped his hand directly under her skirt.
Miranda panicked. âHansel, you can have any woman you want! Why are you forcing yourself on an exâgirlfriend like me? If youâre desperate for sex, I can call Ingrid here right now. No! Donât do this!â
Mirandaâs reddened eyes were filled with disgust and obstinacy.
Hansel felt a surge of malicious desire rise up within him when he saw her resisting his advances.
âWhatâs the fuss? Are you pretending to be strangers when weâve only been broken up for a few days? Itâs not like I havenât slept with you before. Why are you acting like a chaste maiden?â
Miranda trembled with anger. âYou bastard!â
Hansel smirked and gripped her chin. âDo you think youâre worth anything without me? No man wants a woman whoâs been with someone else.â
Mirandaâs tears streamed down her face uncontrollably as she stared incredulously at the man sheâd loved for six years. It was as if sheâd never truly known him.
âWhy are you looking at me like that?â Hansel chuckled and fixed his gaze on her trembling lips. âAre you feeling turned on?â With that, he kissed her forcefully.
Hansel pried her hands away and tore her top roughly. Miranda cried while he laughed maliciously.
© BONUS
At that moment, Miranda realized the physical disparity between men and women. She helplessly thought that perhaps she should just think of this as getting bitten by a rabid dog.
Just as she was on the brink of despair, the weight on her body. disappeared suddenly. A strong force had pulled Hansol off, who had pinned her down with his body weight.
Caught off guard, Hansel stumbled several steps back from the momentum. He finally regained his balance when he hit his back on the bookshelves.Belonging to .
Paul had been waiting for Miranda for some time. Heâd guessed that she was having trouble carrying the heavy books, so heâd gotten out of the car and knocked on the door of the mansion, intending to help her
out.
When Martha had opened the door, Paul heard the commotion and hurried upstairs without hesitation.
Heâd pushed the door open to the study, only to be greeted by the sight. of Hansel forcing himself on Miranda. Clearly, he was trying to assault. her on the couch, ignoring her struggles and resistance.
Mirandaâs skirt was hiked up to her waist, and her clothes were torn. Her futile resistance had left her wideâeyed in despair, tears streaming down her face.
At that moment, Paul lost all sense of logic and reason. His usual calm demeanor disappeared entirely. How could Hansel do that to Miranda?
âAre you okay?â Paul quickly took off his jacket and wrapped it around. Miranda. Then, he helped her sit up.
Mirandaâs body was trembling violently, and her face streaked with tears. Her usual bright eyes were now dull and lifeless. She was in at daze, trapped in a nightmare she couldnât escape.
Paul held her shoulders tightly. He said in a calming and reassuring voice, âMiranda, itâs okay now. Nothing bad will happen to you. Answer me; are you alright? Miranda!â
After he called her name several times, Miranda was finally able to give him a response. She gradually returned to her senses and focused her gaze on Paulâs face. âDr. Jeffersonâ¦â
She was shivering in fear.
Paulâs warm palm gently stroked her back repeatedly. âItâs okay now. Youâre safe.â
âYeah!â Miranda nodded heavily. Now that the floodgates were open, she couldnât stop crying.
Hansel watched as the two of them held each other intimately, as if no one else was around. He glared at Paul darkly when he recognized him as the man heâd seen in the restaurant.
Suddenly, Hansel sneered maliciously, âSo, itâs you. What number are you on Mirandaâs bench of losers? Are you trying to play the hero to
damsel in distress-â
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Before he could finish his sentence, a heavy punch landed on his face.