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Chapter 3 Birth Control Pills

George stormed in and grabbed her arm, tossing her onto the bed without a second thought.

Emma felt a sharp pain in her stomach and turned over, terrified.

His knuckles stood out as he gripped Emma's chin, his eyes a mix of anger and a bit of drunkenness.

"What?" George's gaze was ice-cold, cutting right through her. "After what you did, you think I'd believe you?"

His eyes drifted to Emma's exposed chest, turning lustful. He loosened his belt and moved closer.

"Dressed like this, you must want it, right? I'll give you what you want!" George yelled.

He ripped off her nightgown, exposing her firm breasts with small, hard nipples.

Emma screamed, trying to cover herself, but his hands were quicker, grabbing her breasts and squeezing them roughly.

"Stop! It hurts, please!" Emma cried out.

"Stop?" George let go of her breasts and moved his hand to her inner thigh, touching her through her damp panties. "You're like this and saying stop? How slutty!"

With a rough yank, he tore her panties off, leaving her naked on the bed, her breasts high, legs crossed, but her pubic hair exposed.

George quickly stripped off his clothes, forcing her legs apart, and pressed his hard tip against her. With a thrust, he pushed inside.

Emma felt a painful tear. "No! Please, stop, it hurts!"

George, like a beast, thrust hard, his hands still on her breasts. After what felt like forever, he finally released.

Afterward, George cleaned up and fell asleep. Emma, drained and shaking, dragged herself to the bathroom.

The next morning, George was already dressed, sitting on the sofa with a cold look. He tossed a box of birth control pills at her, his voice full of anger. "Take this now. It's for the best."

Emma stood there, her mind racing, shaking her head, her eyes pleading. No, she couldn't take the pills; they would harm the baby!

Seeing her reaction, George said coldly. "Take it! You have no right to have my child!"

Emma clutched her chest, feeling waves of pain. She had hoped the baby would change things between them, but she was wrong. She didn't even have the courage to tell George she was already pregnant.

"Fine, I'll take it!" She lowered her head, feeling small but determined, planning to fake it. She put the pill under her tongue and took a sip of water.

George watched her closely, suspicious.

Emma felt guilty, her hand shaking as she held the cup. But then George's phone rang. Seeing the caller, he answered quickly. It was Olivia Smith, Anna's mother, her voice panicked. "George, it's me. Anna has committed suicide!"

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