Chapter 1011

Instead of stalling, Mayra decided that she might as well get things done as soon as possible so she could watch television. After finishing her tea, she recalled the things Anderson made her do with him, and each time, they left her feeling traumatized. In bed, Anderson was still the same man and cared only about his pleasure. He had never entered her and merely vented his lust with another means. As she stepped into the room, a powerful force dragged her inside abruptly. Her breath was taken away, and her hands were pinned above her head. She had no choice but to put up with it. By the time everything was over, it was already 8:30 pm. Her legs felt sore, and she struggled to stand, so Anderson carried her to the bathroom to wash the filth off of her. She soon recovered some strength but accidentally slipped as she tried to stand up from the bathtub. Sensing something odd, Mayra dared not move because she sensed that Anderson's patience was wearing thin. "We made