Carmelia gone missing II

The violence persisted, ferociously upon her body. Each passing minute was yelling, kicking, punching or hitting against her body.

Camelia let out shrieking screams till her lungs could no longer supply her the required air to let out screams and she simply moaned in pain.

Yet, her defiance overrode her nagging desire for freedom from the terror she was forced to endure.

The raunchy looking fellow who seemed like the leader of the gang that Derek invited to handle her, held up his hand to stop his fellow rogues.

“Lady, are you ready to start talking now?” His hoarse voice queried Camelia with his hard gaze fixed on her swollen face.

She could barely see as her left eye was swollen and the right one was bloodied.

She shut her eyes and let the tears flow down freely, trying so hard to keep her shaky lips calm.

The fellow jabbed her aggressively, growling at her to respond or he would resume his torture.

“Do whatever you like!” Camelia groaned and burst into heartfelt tears. “I will neve