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Starlight stumbled backward, her vision blurring through tears as Otto and his friends advanced on her. "Please... please don't do this, Otto," she sobbed, rubbing her trembling palms together frantically, her skin chafing under the friction of her terror. "Please, I beg you. Don't do this to me." Her heel struck the edge of the bed. The realization that she had nowhere left to run sent a wave of panic crashing through her chest. Otto stood in front of her, tall and handsome in a way she had once found comforting. Now his smile looked wrong. Cruel. Empty. "Looks like you're more eager to give yourself to me than you let on," he said, his voice dropping into a mockery of the gentle tone he usually reserved for her. The two boys flanking him, Preston and Ambrose, let out low chuckles under their breath, their amusement making the room feel even smaller. "Otto..." Her voice cracked. "You love me. You said you loved me." "Of course I love you," Otto replied, his tone sickeningly gentle. "That's why I want to share you with my beloved friends. Love is sharing." Ambrose and Preston chuckled harder. Regret burned in Starlight's throat. If only she had listened to the quiet, persistent warning in her chest. If only she had trusted the unease that had followed her all evening. If only she had stood firm and refused his pleading. Then she would not be standing here now, trapped and terrified. "No... please, just let me go home. Please." More tears streamed uncontrollably down her face as she shook her head. "You said your body belonged only to me, Star." Otto's smile widened. "I have the right to do with it as I see fit, and I want to share it. Get her, boys." Fear exploded through her as Preston and Ambrose lunged forward. Starlight shrieked, thrashing her limbs as four strong hands clamped down on her, tackling her onto the mattress. She fought with every ounce of strength she possessed. "No!" she cried. "Otto, please! Tell them to stop! Tell them to let me go!" "
