• Punishment For Messing With The Commander's Sister

Skyler was pressed against the bed, tears pricking her vision and causing it to become blurry. She thought that this was it, everything was going to be over now and Timothy was going to take away her innocence.

But then she saw something, a decorative ceramic mug that she could use to defend herself. She extended her arms in an attempt to reach it but then it was inches away from her grip.

Meanwhile on the other hand he was relentless, pouncing on her like a feral beast.

She kept fingering the top of the night stand, hoping to reach for the mug quickly. With a groan, she mustered all the energy that she could and stretched, wrapping her fingers around the handle of the mug.

With all the strength she could muster, he bashed his head with the mug, causing it to shatter on impact. He rolled off her and she was able to crawl away from him.

Wrapping her hands around one of the shards, she pointed it at him. “Not another step closer,” she warned through gritted teeth.

He pressed his han