Violación の小説・ストーリー

“I knew you wouldn’t accept me otherwise. I knew you would never love me unless I gave you something… real. You said you don’t trust people. I was just trying to become someone you could—” “You violated me.” The words hung in the air like a curse. Damon blinked. “You violated my space, my privacy, my dignity. And now you want to call that love? Are you that twisted?”

“He was back there and-” “I know. Marcus invited him.” Triston cut me off, “It’s fine. Just don’t ever go near him. Ever again.” I knew the sound of hurt behind the words he said. I understood why. I cheated on him. I hurt him and now, after three years, he was still trying to cope. “I promise you,” my voice was hushed, “Never again.”

, " I'm so sorry; I was drunk that night and wasn't in my right senses." Christian furrowed his brow in confusion, " what are you confessing?", Victor, who is now drenched in sweat and tears, said, "For sexually violating Clarisse, I'm so sorry, please forgive me", he begged. Christian's shoulder dropped, " ugh!". He shook his head but the image of her getting sexually abused fueled his anger. " Wrong answer", he said and stabbed his palm next. Victor let out another scream of horror, crying and screaming in pain. Christian grew impatient,

It was as if my head had just hit a huge rock to block any thoughts to be analyzed in my brain. What the heck...! Confusion followed closely behind, me as I struggled to comprehend the situation and his damn motive. A sense of defenselessness washed over me, accompanied by a wave of discomfort and violation, as boundaries were crossed without consent. What did he just do...! Am I so easy to play around with? Anger simmered beneath the surface, mingling with feelings of being taken advantage of. Above all, there was a profound sense of unease and uncertainty about how to navigate the aftermath of such an unexpected and inappropriate encounter.

“Unfortunately, groping a woman isn’t a felony. The state of New York categorizes it as a misdemeanour,” Gabriel spat out, letting go of the man. He crumpled to the floor. "What he did, and most likely does to other women, should be punishable by death." Gabriel kicked him in the stomach and the pendejo doubled over in pain.

All because some idiot didn’t believe that I could show the princess a better way! Viktoria’s POV I was just about to get ready for bed when someone knocked on my door. The moment I saw our fearless leader looking grim, I knew I wasn’t going to like whatever she had to tell me. “I’m sorry, Viktoria.” She had a hard time looking at me and speaking, it seemed. “The king had ordered this. You have to be checked for your purity.” It took me a moment to digest what she was saying and my eyes grew wide. Nobody. Not a single person had ever gone anywhere near my privates! Why couldn’t he just take my damn word for it?! She explained that the old fart wanted proof! There was no getting out of it. As

Zen said coldly, observing his injured face. In Aziel, children under fifteen could get fine for cursing in public. It was illegal. “Honestly, Man, how many times do I have to tell you to not talk to that asshole?” Zen sighed, taking the ice bag and pressing it on his cheek. “Now, who’s cursing?” Randall smirked but it only hurt. “He was beating Mother badly, what do you expect me to do? Sit and watch?” He scoffed, spitting some blood and getting up.

"A wedding will happen after she violated me first. She needs to take responsibility for my purity." Oh god! I can't believe he brought up when I was drugged and not intentionally violated on the kitchen floor. He didn't even push me away. I could have sworn under his pants was throbbing. He got excited, and I'm sure of that. And he's saying I violated him? "Purity? Seriously, bro," Liam says and chuckles. "You had bedded with many women. I think purity isn't the word you use on yourself - Ow! Why did you pinch me for?"

the word ‘selfish’ just wouldn’t even cover it; the woman is a menace, pure and simple. “This is what is going to happen, Queen,” Sir Sanscroft said, walking in Ysabel’s line of vision with a smile that can only be described as pure delight, clearly relishing at having her in their mercy, “You will be trialed and burned for the murder of Princess Aria, treason, corruption, witchcraft and for cursing the land–” “But I did no such thing!” Ysabel wailed. “I poisoned my husband, yes; I did steal but I NEVER CURSED THIS LAND! IT WAS ALL THAT DEMONIC WHORE OF YOURS–!”

I spoke, looking at her keenly. I was about to spill the beans when I heard the voice. She again interrupted us. Why does this always happen to me? Whenever I go for confession, destiny doesn’t let me. Ahana came closer to us, she glared at me and then pulled Manvi away. I passed her an angry look and she just winked at me with her one eye. “Manvi.. Before the wedding, you are not allowed to meet your groom. It's a bad omen” Ahana said, lightly slapping Manvi’s arm.