Taken

CONNOR 6:25 PM

“So this… This is who you really are… Isabel…” I say weakly.

Her body tense. Silent. Caught. I look up at the guy. It was the same guy who I saw before. Isabel’s pretty face painted with his cum. I saw it.

“C-Connor… I…” Isabel stutters. The bull, smiling.

HARVEY 6:25 PM

Oh. This is the boyfriend? He looks as pathetic as I thought. I am doing Isabel a big fucking favour.

“Leave him here… You are with me now,” Harvey said.

ISABEL 6:25 PM

I don’t know what to do. Connor. This wasn’t supposed to happen. My heart. It’s so uncertain. My body…. My mind… My body…

I turn to Harvey, “Give me a second…”

CONNOR 6:26 PM

She crouches to my height. The smell of sex in the air from the changing room. She is blushing.

“Connor… I don’t think this is working out… I’m sorry…”

Sorry… I am crushed. I couldn’t stop it. This asshole, stealing my girlfriend.

She stands up and leaves me behind. Walking away. The man standing above me. The dark shadow on his face. He shows me a video of him banging Isabel. Her soft beautiful body in doggystyle. His huge dick slamming in.

“Another one for the collection…” He shows me a large collection of different videos. Different women.

I couldn’t save you Isabel… My Isabel…