After He Humiliated Me Repeatedly, I Married His Rival

After Savannah Rossi went bankrupt, the impoverished boyfriend she had supported turned around and climbed into another woman’s bed.

He even publicly released a sex video of her to erase the humiliation he had suffered over the years.

Determined to take revenge, the first thing Tobias Duncan did after achieving success was to trap Savannah at his side. Every time he explored a new position with another woman, he forced Savannah to film it.

Someone advised him to stop, but he simply smiled.

"I helped her pay off her debts. Without me, where else could she go?"

What Tobias didn’t know was that a week earlier, Savannah had already agreed to marry his greatest rival and planned to leave him.

Just as she stepped outside, Savannah received a call from Tobias.

His voice remained cold and commanding. "Belmont Bar. My stomach hurts. Come bring me stomach medicine now."

It had snowed through the night. The distance between her and the bar was still far and there wasn’t a taxi in sight.

Savannah froze for a second but didn’t hesitate any longer. She ran all the way to the bar.

But when she pushed open the door to the private room, she found Tobias sitting safely on the sofa, another woman resting in his arms.

The moment Savannah entered, the people inside burst into laughter.

"Tobias, you’re still the best, thinking of using a stomachache to trick her into coming over. She’s been fooled so many times, yet she still comes running like a dog!"

"Look at how thick the snow is outside and her clothes are covered in snow. She probably slipped and fell several times on the way here. How ridiculous!"

"This is what she deserves. Tobias is such a proud person. Back then, just to keep studying, he endured three years of humiliation to be with her. Fortunately, the tables have turned. Now that she needs money, she gets to taste being humiliated by it."

Facing the malicious ridicule around her, Savannah once again realized she had been tricked.

The blood rushed to her head instantly. Her pale fingertips dug fiercely into her palms as she hurled the stomach medicine at Tobias.

"Tobias, you tricked me again?"

Tobias merely sneered with contempt.

"So what if I tricked you? I’m giving you money; isn’t that enough?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a wad of cash from his bag and mercilessly threw it at Savannah’s face.

The edge of the bills scraped across her cheek, leaving a burning sting.

Savannah widened her eyes, an overwhelming sourness rising in her chest, staring at him in disbelief.

The Tobias she had known wasn’t like this.

Back then, when she met him and learned he was too poor to afford tuition, she willingly offered to sponsor him.

At that time, the young man had been so overwhelmed he couldn’t even speak. In the end, he had used his entire month’s parttime salary to buy her a simple gift.

Later, they often met up. Tobias began pursuing her and she naturally accepted his confession.

No matter how busy he was, Tobias would sit on a train for more than ten hours just to see Savannah for a brief moment.

When she fell ill, he climbed 999 steps, kneeling at each one, just to pray for her recovery.

Whatever food she craved, he would search several streets just to place it in her hands.

During those three years, Savannah truly believed she was the happiest woman in the world.

But she never expected it would all end so abruptly after her bankruptcy.

What she had thought was love turned out to be humiliation in Tobias’s eyes.

After achieving success, he forcibly paid off her debts and schemed to take revenge on her at every turn.

Seeing Savannah’s miserable state, Tessa Davis, who leaned against Tobias’s chest, suddenly burst out laughing.

"Tobias, it’s freezing outside. I want her to drink all 99 glasses of white wine on the table to warm up."

As the words landed, Savannah’s head buzzed and she instinctively turned to look at Tobias.

But the voice she heard was filled with tender affection.

"Of course you can. If you hadn’t pulled me up back then, I wouldn’t be where I am today. So do whatever you want."

Then he turned to Savannah. "Drink all this wine to repay the hundred thousand you owe me."

At that moment, Savannah felt like she had plunged into an icecold abyss.

No one knew better than Tobias that she was allergic to alcohol. If she drank all of it, she might lose half her life.

Back then, when she had a severe allergic reaction, he had stayed up night after night to watch over her, crying, swearing he’d never let it happen again.

But now, he couldn’t care less.

A sharp pain pierced Savannah’s heart.

But she quickly reminded herself she had already agreed to Rafael Raven’s proposal. She would be leaving here soon.

Before that, she needed to clear the debt and completely sever ties with Tobias.

Raising her head, Savannah looked at the two of them acting intimately, her eyes turning icy cold.

"Two hundred thousand. I’ll drink right now."

Perhaps not expecting her reaction, a flash of anger crossed Tobias’s eyes.

"Savannah, you really are obsessed with money."

"Fine, but you better not leave a single drop."

Receiving a definite answer, Savannah said nothing more. She stepped forward, silently picked up a wine glass and began drinking one cup after another.

The fiery liquid burned her throat the moment it slid down.

Before long, her throat felt clogged and her breathing grew rapid.

Nausea surged up and she dry heaved uncontrollably, yet she never stopped. Her trembling hand gripped the edge of the table tightly.

Clearly, it was Tobias who forced her into this, yet his expression grew darker and darker.

When Savannah reached her twentieth glass, Tobias gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

"Savannah, do you really want to sever ties and pay off your debts with me so badly that you would drink yourself to death?"

By then, Savannah’s face had turned crimson, rashes blooming across her skin.

She raised her head and locked eyes with Tobias, her voice hoarse but firm.

"Yes."

Saying that, she reached for another glass, but Tobias enraged, snatched it from her hand and smashed it onto the floor.

The glass shattered into pieces and Tobias’s face turned as black as ink.

"Stop drinking and get the hell out!"

In an instant, Savannah felt all the strength drain from her body and she staggered back two steps.

But she still forced herself to stand firm and confirmed with Tobias once more.

"Even if I didn’t finish drinking, can the two hundred thousand still be counted?"

Finally, Tobias let out a furious laugh.

"Savannah, I despise you more and more."

"It counts as long as you immediately get out of my sight."

Tobias still seemed about to say something when Tessa’s coquettish voice called from behind him.

"Tobias, don’t bother with her. I’m wearing the new lingerie I bought today. Do you want to see it?"

Upon hearing this, Tobias’s breathing grew heavier and lust filled his eyes.

He no longer spared a glance at Savannah nor noticed her trembling uncontrollably as she turned and left.

Savannah used the last of her strength to walk out of the private room.

As soon as she closed the door behind her, she collapsed against the wall, vomiting violently.

Inside the room, the others had already left, giving Tobias and Tessa their private space.

Through the thin door, Savannah could still hear Tobias’s lustful voice.

"Baby, you’re sticking it out so high; I really like it."

"Buy more of this kind of lingerie next time, or it won’t be enough for me to tear."

The pain in her heart and the physical agony struck Savannah together, the crushing weight in her chest making it hard to breathe.

She curled tightly into herself, tears slipping uncontrollably from her eyes, hitting the ground with soft splashes, broken sobs escaping her throat.

Just then, her phone rang twice, the screen flashing Rafael’s name.

Rafael’s low, composed voice came through the line.

"Have you made up your mind? Come to my company, marry me and afterward, I’ll help you clear all your debts."

Savannah gritted her teeth through the pain and forced out a single word. "Okay."

Rafael gave a soft chuckle.

"Good. I’ve already booked your flight for a week from now. Savannah, I’ll be waiting for you."

Savannah numbly hung up the call.

She couldn’t even remember how she made it home. When she woke up again, her phone had another message from Tessa.

[Guess what? He was so wild tonight; he wore me out until my legs gave out. Was he ever like that with you?]

A second message followed and a video from the bar showed Tessa’s flushed satisfied face.

Around them, coaxing and teasing filled the air.

"Tobias, you’re really lucky. Judging by when we left earlier, you had a great time."

"Of course! Tessa has a slim waist and long legs. Who wouldn’t be moved at the sight of her? I wonder, compared to Savannah, who feels better?"

"Is there even a need to ask? Of course, it’s Tessa! After all, Tobias’s heart only belongs to her."

After a few casual remarks, Tobias’s expression darkened again as if recalling something.

He didn’t bother to deny it, only laughed and cursed. "Hurry up and start the game."

The crowd teased a bit more, then pushed Tobias and Tessa into the center.

Tobias held a thin piece of white paper between his lips, needing to pass it to Tessa using only his mouth.

The distance between them was barely a fingertip, their breaths intertwining, creating a sticky, ambiguous atmosphere.

Tessa blushed shyly, not daring to move, but Tobias couldn’t hold back. He cupped the back of her head and kissed her fiercely, like a man starved.

The kiss deepened, Tobias’s Adam’s apple bobbing with restrained desire.

The cold white light from the phone screen illuminated Savannah’s face.

She didn’t dare watch any longer. With a sharp slap, she turned the phone face down on the table.

Her fingertips trembled slightly as she clutched the edge of the phone.

She had never seen Tobias so wild in a video, nor did she understand this hidden side of him.

The Tobias she knew used to blush just from holding hands, let alone kiss so expertly.

Thinking back now, those three years had been nothing but a performance carefully crafted to match the image she loved.

She had never truly seen the real Tobias.

The memory stung. Savannah closed her eyes, bitter sadness flooding her chest.

At that moment, she felt a sudden heat at her waist; strong hands pulled her into a tight hug from behind.

The familiar face from the earlier video appeared in front of her, eyes filled with something dangerous.

Tobias rested his head lightly against her shoulder, carrying the faint scent of unfamiliar perfume.

"What are you looking at?"

Savannah’s body stiffened in shock. She hadn’t realized Tobias had come into her home.

"How did you get in?"

She instinctively tried to push him away, but Tobias only held her tighter, his tone surprisingly soft.

"Savannah, did you forget? I’ve always had the keys to your house."

"I’m sorry about what happened yesterday. To make up for it, I’ve prepared a surprise."

Mentioning the surprise, Savannah’s tone was filled with sarcasm. "Tobias, I don’t need your surprises."

Facing her coldness, Tobias wasn’t angry at all. Instead, he placed a photo in front of her.

"Don’t rush to refuse. Take a look first. The surprise I want to give you is this. It’s an auction item from this afternoon. I asked around a lot. I’ll buy it for you."

With just one glance, Savannah froze.

The ring in the photo was her mother’s relic.

After she went bankrupt and fell into debt, her mother sold almost everything of value to help her.

Later, when the scandalous video of her and Tobias was exposed, her mother spent her days in constant worry until an accident took her life, leaving behind only a few treasured belongings.

Now, after so many twists and turns, Savannah never expected to see her mother’s relic again.

Even knowing Tobias’s sudden kindness must have hidden motives, Savannah didn’t hesitate.

She agreed to follow him to the auction.

But the moment she entered the venue, a bucket of cold water splashed down, drenching her from head to toe.

Her soaked clothes clung tightly to her skin, the icy fabric stabbing at her like thousands of needles.

Savannah gasped at the cold, brushed aside her dripping hair and saw a crowd gathered near the entrance, all wearing malicious smiles.

"Isn’t that Tobias’s exgirlfriend? Still shamelessly pestering him."

"Yeah. I heard she dumped Tobias when he was broke and now she’s crawling back for money. Disgusting."

"Luckily, Tessa saved him. Their love is strong now. Tobias confessed to her ninetynine times! That’s true devotion!"

"Look at her now, miserable and pitiful. So satisfying!"

Each mocking word stabbed into Savannah’s heart.

She felt like a rat surrounded by scorn and curses. She wanted to defend herself, but just then, she saw Tobias.

He walked right past her without a glance. Straight to Tessa.

In front of the crowd, he draped an arm around Tessa’s shoulders and kissed her softly, silently confirming every cruel rumor.

The words in Savannah’s throat turned to ashes.

She smiled selfdeprecatingly, crushed the pain swelling inside her and quietly went to find a seat.

Because the first auction item displayed on stage was her mother’s relic.

Tobias hadn’t lied. And because of that, she couldn’t bring herself to leave.

The auction began. Without hesitation, Tobias raised the price to the maximum, offering no one else a chance to compete. His determination left the room silent.

When he won the bid, Savannah’s lips curved into a rare, fleeting smile.

As he retrieved the ring, she instinctively stepped forward, expecting it to be handed to her. But then, Tobias turned toward Tessa and knelt on one knee.

He looked up at her, eyes brimming with emotion.

"Tessa, without you, I wouldn’t be who I am today. Meeting you was the greatest blessing of my life."

"Will you marry me?"

Savannah felt as if lightning had struck her, the coldness spreading from her scalp down to her very bones.

That ring was her mother’s relic. If Tobias hadn’t released that sex video, her mother would still be alive.

And now, he was using that very relic to propose to Tessa.

She thought the worst part of the day had been the humiliation of being drenched in water. But she had been wrong; Tobias never intended to return the ring at all.

Grief surged through her like a tidal wave, threatening to consume her whole. Anger twisted with heartbreak and Savannah trembled uncontrollably.

Behind her, Tobias’s friends chuckled without mercy.

"This is the 97th time. That move never fails!"

"Did Savannah really think Tobias bought it for her? How naïve. The moment he saw that ring, he decided to propose to Tessa with it. I heard it’s her mother’s relic. How perfect for a proposal!"

"Look at her shaking. Is she about to cry?"

Her nails dug deep into her palms, drawing blood, yet she felt nothing.

Her eyes locked on the ring in Tobias’s hand, unable to look away.

In the next breath, her composure shattered. With tears brimming in her eyes, she lunged forward, trying to snatch it.

"Tobias, give me back the ring!"

But he was faster. Just as her fingers nearly grazed it, he jerked his hand away, clutching the ring even tighter.

The momentum sent Savannah crashing to the floor. Gasps and laughter echoed around her.

"Look at her, just like a drowned rat!"

"So filthy!”

Seeing this, Tessa leaned sweetly into Tobias’s arms, her voice laced with grievance.

"Tobias, why is she trying to steal my engagement ring? Is she planning to sell it for money? If she’s really that desperate, maybe we should just let her have it. You’ve already given me so many rings..."

The moment the word sell reached his ears, Tobias’s expression turned cold.

"That would be far too easy for her."

With a flick of his wrist, he hurled the ring straight out the window.

It traced a perfect arc through the winter air before vanishing into a blanket of snow, swallowed whole by the cold.

"Savannah, since you want it that badly? Go find it. If you manage to dig it out, it’s yours."

Savannah froze. Her mind blanked for a second, then instinct took over.

She bolted outside and dropped to her knees in the snow, clawing desperately at the ground. Flakes clung to her cheeks, mixing with tears that burned hot against her frozen skin.

Her clothes soaked through almost instantly and the wind whipped across her body like cold blades, but she didn’t stop.

In no time, her hands turned bright red, numb from the biting cold, but she never stopped digging. Her mind held onto only one thought, the ring.

By the time Savannah finally found the ring, she didn’t even know how many hours had passed.

The moment her eyes landed on it, the string that had kept her heart wound tight finally snapped. She cradled the ring in her hands and tucked it away, desperate to leave this nightmare behind.

But just as she straightened up, a wave of dizziness crashed over her. Her vision blurred, the world spun and the next moment, everything faded into black as she collapsed backward.

When Savannah opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in a hospital bed. A doctor stood by her side, his expression serious.

Seeing her awake, he let out a faint sigh before delivering the blow.

"Miss Rossi, I’m sorry, but you’ve lost the baby."

Her breath caught. For a moment, she thought she misheard him.

"...Baby? What baby?"

The doctor furrowed his brows, surprised. "Miss Rossi, you didn’t know? You were already pregnant when you were brought in. By the time Mr. Duncan brought you here, your body was nearly frozen. We barely saved you, but we couldn’t save the child."

Pregnant? When had that happened?

She had forced Tobias to take precautions every single time.

She didn’t want to believe it, but the discomfort in her body and the doctor’s words left no room for doubt.

Touching her flat belly, Savannah felt as if a knife had pierced straight through her heart, the sharp pain spreading rapidly through her whole body.

She covered her face in despair, letting her tears slip through her trembling fingers.

Her lower lip was bitten so hard that it bled, the taste of blood mixing with her tears, salty and bitter.

After a long while, she finally trembled as she asked, "Doctor, may I ask where the gentleman who brought me here went?"

"He should be in the room next door. A woman came with him and said she felt unwell too. Mr. Duncan went to accompany her first."

Savannah nodded faintly. After the doctor left, she forced her frail body out of bed and staggered toward the neighboring ward.

She needed to find Tobias and get a clear answer.

But just as she approached, an angry voice from inside slammed into her.

"Who told you to tamper with the condoms?!"

Why was Tobias so angry? Savannah couldn’t make sense of it.

But soon, the others provided her with the answer.

"Tobias, we poked holes in the condoms to speed up your plan! Wouldn’t it be dramatic if Savannah got pregnant by accident? We just didn’t expect her to miscarry."

"Yeah, Tobias, this is already the 98th time. A few more and once we hit a hundred, you’ll finally erase those three years of humiliation."

But the explanation didn’t seem to calm Tobias. If anything, it only fueled his rage.

"There were so many other ways to do this. Why use this method?!" His voice trembled with anger, causing everyone to fall silent. After a long pause, someone spoke hesitantly.

"Tobias, haven’t we always done it this way? Why’s it different now? A miscarriage is just a miscarriage; it doesn’t hurt us. Do you really want to back out now? After all, you’ve never forgotten those three years of humiliation when Savannah treated you like a servant… could it be…"

The question hung in the air, unspoken but clear. "Could it be you’ve actually fallen for Savannah?"

At that, whispers erupted around them, spreading like wildfire.

"Come to think of it, Tobias could’ve forced Savannah to drink all the white wine at the table, but he stopped her. Was it because he felt sorry for her?"

"If that’s the case, should we still carry out the plan?"

For a moment, the room fell silent. Every eye instinctively turned to Tobias, waiting for his response.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Tobias’s face was as dark as a storm cloud.

To say there hadn’t been a trace of affection between them during those three years would have been a lie.

But throughout those years, the constant sneers, the mocking glances and the disdainful looks from others were like daggers piercing his soul, always reminding him that he and Savannah were never meant to be.

To stay by her side, he had lowered himself to the dust, casting aside every ounce of pride.

Then, when she went bankrupt, he found himself once again with nothing, not even enough money to pay for school and he had to endure the cruel laughter of those around him.

It was Tessa who had helped him rise from that darkness.

For countless nights after, Tobias couldn’t shake the memories of those three years. He had used every method to keep Savannah by his side, seeking revenge over and over, desperate to rebuild the pride that had been shattered.

But when he watched Savannah nearly die before his eyes, when he heard that their child was gone, a pain so fierce gripped his chest; it was almost suffocating.

At that moment, he realized the truth: trying to erase those three years of humiliation by continually humiliating Savannah wasn’t what he truly wanted.

Yet, there were only two more steps to go until he reached a hundred.

He had come this far. No matter what, he couldn’t stop now.

A cold sneer curled on his lips as he pressed his lower lip into a thin line.

"Of course, we’ll continue."

"Fall for her? You’re overthinking it. I never loved Savannah."

Outside the door, Savannah's fingers tightened reflexively around the doorknob. She forced a desolate tug at the corner of her mouth before turning to walk away.

Not long after she returned to the hospital room, Tobias came searching for her. When he saw her pale face, his heart twisted in a painful knot.

He sat down beside the bed, his voice stiff as if struggling to find the right words.

"Sorry, I didn’t know you were pregnant. As compensation, whatever request you make today, I’ll agree to it."

Before Savannah could respond, Tobias’s phone beeped.

He pulled it out and opened the message. From where she stood, Savannah caught sight of the name Tessa in the chat box.

[Tobias, I’m back in my hospital room. Why aren’t you here? This hospital gown is so big, it’s falling off me.]

[My fever hasn’t gone down yet. Would you like to try the 37degree version of me?]

In the picture, Tessa kneeled on the bed, the gown pulled provocatively low, showing just a hint of her snowwhite chest.

Tobias’s expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as he typed a quick response.

[Still know how to seduce even with a fever?]

Watching it all, Savannah let out a bitter laugh, the sound sharp with sarcasm.

The relentless blows had already numbed her. Now, seeing this scene unfold, Savannah felt no more stirrings in her heart. Her mind was fixed on one thing: three days left and she would finally be free.

After Tobias finished replying to the messages, she spoke, "Does what you just said still count?"

Tobias froze for a moment, surprised. "Of course, it counts."

His answer seemed to ease something within Savannah. She lifted her eyes, meeting his gaze with determination.

"Good. I want to use the death of my child to erase everything between us. From now on, there’s no more connection between you and me."

Her words hit Tobias like a slap to the face, sharp and jarring.

"No more connection?"

Tobias’s eyes locked onto Savannah’s resolute gaze and he suddenly let out an angry laugh.

"I let you make a request and this is what you choose?"

Savannah said nothing, her gaze steady as she watched Tobias's expression shift, his brows furrowing deeper, his eyes reddening.

Curiosity stirred inside her. If hearing her say "no more connection" had made him so angry, how would he react when he found out she was about to marry his sworn enemy?

Suddenly, Tobias sneered again, his voice dripping with coldness. "You seem to be under some kind of illusion about our relationship. What feelings could there have ever been between us? You didn’t really think I had feelings for you, did you?"

"I’ll agree to your request, but you have to do one last thing for me."

"Yesterday, Tessa and I unlocked a new position. Just like before, I need you to record it for us."

Savannah’s body went rigid for a moment. "Tobias, you’re insane. I just had a miscarriage."

"So what if you miscarried? Die first and then we’ll talk."

Tobias’s sneer deepened and without another word, he lifted her from the bed and carried her toward the adjacent hospital room.

When he pushed open the door, Tessa was lying on the bed, dressed in the same clothes from the photo. As soon as she saw Tobias, she quickly rushed to him, eager.

Tobias effortlessly pulled her into his arms, his large hand slipping suggestively over her body.

"Waited long?"

Tessa blushed deeply. "Not too long. But why did you bring her here? Won’t the marks you left on me show in the recording?"

Tobias’s hand slid lower, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

"Isn’t it even more exciting with her here? Don’t be shy. There will be plenty more marks soon enough."

Pressing forward over her, Tobias tossed the camcorder to Savannah, his eyes full of eager desire.

"Film it properly. Don’t miss a single movement."

The sound of clothes rubbing together echoed through the room, the fabric eventually slipping to the floor. Tessa’s legs wrapped around Tobias’s strong waist and with every movement, she moaned softly, the sound escaping her lips like a breathless whisper.

"Tobias, slow down... I can’t take it anymore..."

Tobias’s breathing grew heavier.

"Weren’t you the one seducing me just now? Didn’t think you’d be the one overwhelmed?"

"Baby, your body’s so hot, it’s like I’m dying inside you."

The hospital bed thudded against the wall, the sound of muffled grunts and gasps filling the room. Their breaths mingled, harsh and rapid.

Savannah, holding the camcorder, felt a wave of nausea rose in her throat.

The discomfort tightened around her chest, but she couldn’t bring herself to vomit. Instead, she swallowed the bitter taste down, forcing herself to endure.

Her body ached from the miscarriage, each pang like tiny needles that seemed to pierce her skin. She stared at the empty ceiling above, her eyes vacant, her mind numb.

It wasn’t until the night stretched long that the sounds finally stopped. By then, Savannah’s legs had lost all feeling, the weight of the day pressing down on her like an unbearable load.

She braced herself against the wall, her fingers clinging to it for support. When the door closed, the silence that followed was deafening. Tobias’s cold gaze didn’t even meet hers.

He simply muttered as he left, without a second glance.

"Remember to clean up the room."

However, Tessa didn’t leave.

She slowly pulled on her top, covering the lingering traces of intimacy.

"My wedding with Tobias is set for three days from now."

Three days?

Savannah froze for a moment and three days later, it was when she had planned to leave.

She showed little reaction, merely marveling silently at how eager Tobias was to marry, then softly responded with a "Hmm."

Unexpectedly, her indifference enraged Tessa.

Tessa rushed forward and grabbed Savannah’s wrist, her eyes blazing with fury.

"Savannah, if it weren’t for you, I would have married Tobias long ago. What are you pretending to be innocent for?!"

"All these years, every time I mentioned marriage, he hesitated. He could fool others, but not me. I know, it’s always been because of you!"

"Back then, it was my help that let him finish college. Why should he still be hung up on you?!"

Facing Tessa’s bloodshot eyes, Savannah felt a sharp tightness in her chest, unease surging within her.

She was about to break free when she heard Tessa’s chilling voice.

"I heard you just had a miscarriage. Perfect. I’ll make sure you can never get pregnant again, so you and Tobias will have no chance left!"

As soon as the words fell, the door to the hospital room was pushed open and several burly men swaggered inside, grinning maliciously.

They quickly surrounded Savannah, their sticky gazes roaming shamelessly over her body.

Savannah’s scalp instantly went numb and she kept retreating until she was forced into a cramped corner.

Several hands reached out, groping greedily at her slim waist.

Savannah shuddered in fear, struggling desperately to resist.

But the strength between men and women was too great and her body was already weakened. Before long, she was overpowered, her arms and legs pinned down.

"No... don’t touch me!"

Unable to move, despair and terror surged within her, her tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

Savannah thought she wouldn’t be able to escape.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, a familiar voice suddenly burst through the room.

"I dare anyone to touch her!"