86 Hungry

 Marcel slowly turned around, his fingertips tenderly grazing Linda's silky hair, a soft smile playing on his lips as he gazed at her. In the silence that enveloped them, Linda instinctively gravitated towards the woman standing nearby, an unspoken understanding passing between them. The woman's eyes held a mixture of compassion and sorrow as they met Linda's.  No woman should endure such cruelty, but the weight of Marcel's authority silenced any protest. With a gentle efficiency, she took Linda's measurements, her movements precise yet laden with empathy, before quietly exiting the room, leaving Linda to confront her thoughts alone. As the door closed behind the departing figure, Marcel turned his attention back to Linda, his presence a mixture of allure and dominance as he drew nearer, his lips finding hers in a tender yet possessive kiss. "Very soon, my little Angel, we shall be united in matrimony," he murmured with a smile, his words both a promise and a proclamation of