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Louis thrust himself between Elsa’s legs all at once.
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There was no foreplay, no tenderness–only force. Elsa cried out in pain, but hunger dulled her reaction. She stayed on the ground, desperately eating the fish meat that had been thrown to her.
Louis gripped her hips, moving roughly inside her. Her body was jolted back and forth, her chest swaying with every motion.
The violence made it difficult for her to eat, but she managed–clearly, this wasn’t her first time being forced to endure something like this.
Despite the brutal pace, Elsa soon finished the food. Louis let out a low groan, lost in the physical sensation rather than any emotional connection.
I stayed crouched in the underbrush, silent and still.
Watching this didn’t fill me with rage.
I had long since stopped feeling anything for Elsa.
If Louis had killed her on the spot, I wouldn’t have flinched. If he kept tormenting her, I wouldn’t lift a finger.
I was here for a different reason: to protect Alice and Lily if things went sideways.
About ten minutes later, Louis was done.
He looked bored, maybe even irritated, as if the whole act had failed to entertain him. Elsa was no beauty anymore. Shipwreck and desperation had stripped her of
all that.
He glanced at the grime on his body, muttered something, and walked off toward
the beach to wash.
I listened to the waves, calculating distance.
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Five hundred meters to the shore, maybe more. He’d be gone a while.
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Still hidden, I stayed in place. Alice and Lily should be arriving any minute now.
Sure enough, once Louis was out of sight, the two women came running.
Lily worked on the ropes binding Elsa’s hands, while Alice wiped her down gently.
Lily spoke softly to comfort her, checking for injuries.
But something wasn’t right.
In my mercenary years, I’d encountered plenty of people who’d been tied up for hours–arms numb, skin bruised, joints stiff.
But Elsa didn’t flinch. She moved her arms easily, even took a water bottle from Alice like nothing was wrong.
Those ropes… they hadn’t been tight.
No–this wasn’t restraint. It was staging.
A setup.
A trap.
The moment I realized it, I burst from the bushes and shouted:
“Watch out!”
Lily turned, stunned by my sudden appearance,
And then Elsa struck.
She swung the rope like a noose and looped it around Lily’s neck, yanking hard.
Lily gasped, her hands clawing at the tightening cord.
Elsa’s face twisted into a manic grin.
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She dragged Lily backward, shouting, “Ha! You dumb bitches actually fell for it! I always knew your bleeding hearts would get the better of you. Time for me to return the favor. Once you’re dead, you’ll get to rest in peace. No more suffering on this island.”
Lily’s feet kicked up dust and gravel as she struggled.
She arched her back, trying to relieve the pressure on her throat, but the rope bit deeper into her skin. Her face turned a deep red, then purple.
Alice, frozen in shock, finally sprang into action. She grabbed Elsa’s hair and started pounding on her head.
But Elsa didn’t let go.
I rushed in and slashed the rope with my knife.
Elsa fell backward, losing her grip. She looked at me for a split second, then bolted into the trees.
I turned to Lily.
“You okay?”
She clutched her throat, gasping hard, but managed a shaky “OK” sign with her fingers.
I nodded and took off after Elsa.
I was closing in fast when Louis sprang out from behind a tree.
We collided, tumbling across the dirt. He grabbed the wrist holding my knife.
I rammed my elbow into his cheek.
Blood and a tooth flew from his mouth, but he didn’t let go.
He raised a jagged branch like a spear and drove it straight toward my chest.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
