Selena suddenly moved, scrambling across the bed to shield her mother. She positioned herself in front of Linda, arms spread protectively, trying to block the view of her mother's exposed, soaked panties.
"You guys are shameless…" Selena spat, voice shaking with anger and fear. "Do you think you can just get away with this? Kidnapping us? Forcing us? You're all sick!"
Angela chuckled, a low, amused sound that sent a shiver through the room. She tilted her head, looking at Selena with a mix of pity and dark excitement.
"Girl, I think you have no idea who you're up against," Angela said calmly. "But that's what makes it so interesting." She turned her head toward Diana with a wicked little smile. "Don't you think so, Diana?"
Diana chuckled softly, her eyes gleaming with amusement and dominance. "If she knew who my nephew really is, she would understand how completely futile her little rebellion is."
Selena glared at Diana with pure hatred, her face twisted in disgust.
