Chapter 382:
Julie's POV
Jake retreated with slow, measured, and arrogant steps that dripped with absolute dominance, returning to his wooden chair with a coldness as sharp as ice to watch my torment. I pressed down hard on my knees, which were trapped and sinking into the black mud.
Forcing every ounce of strength, pride, and determination remaining in my muscles and my body which was bound tightly by those damn ropes behind my back I fought to balance my shaking frame. After a agonizing, shattering struggle that stole my breath and forced back my tears of humiliation, I finally managed, with a monumental effort, to drag my feet free and step out of that disgusting pool. Standing on the dirt ground, I exhaled a sharp breath, yelling with burning malice and blazing eyes:
"Jake... I will kill you!"
