The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn)

"I need to head back." As Lila grabbed her arm, she said, "Hugue got a tip from a guest. This part's for you." Madelyn was not listening to anything else being said; her only thought was ‘escape.’ She nodded, "Thanks. And please let him know I'm grateful." Lila frowned, "We've got a problem. A heavy storm hit, causing the ship to lose control. It won't be repaired until tomorrow, so everyone's staying on board tonight." Madelyn's eyes widened, "Seriously?" Lila nodded seriously, "That's why the banquet ended early. Everyone, guests and crew alike, have to bunk here." Madelyn struggled to grasp her emotions, baffled as to why Zach would be on this ship. Together with Lila, she made her way to the crew area. The two were assigned a small, tight crew cabin. Looking out, she saw waves crashing against the ship, punctuated by deafening thunder and bright lightning flashes. Their beds? Nothing more than hard wooden planks in a room that felt damp. While the day's exhaustion took its toll on Lila, sending her to sleep quickly, Madelyn remained alert, thoughts swirling relentlessly.

Time seemed to drag. Madelyn dozed intermittently, the howling wind pulling her from her rest. Each time Lila rose to use the restroom, the movement roused Madelyn. Lila left the door slightly open, allowing a chilly sea breeze to permeate the room.

Lila's discomfort was likely from the crew meal she had eaten earlier. Exiting the restroom, she was suddenly confronted by a bodyguard.

"Who are you?" Before Lila could question further, the bodyguard gagged her, dragging her into an adjacent room. The rhythmic thud of footsteps resounded on the wooden deck. A tall figure made his way toward the slightly ajar cabin door. As he stepped in, a vibrant flash of lightning painted the room in light, revealing a sleeping woman whose face bore signs of distress.

Madelyn felt the bed shift beside her. She opened her eyes to darkness as it creaked and sank a bit. A cold, smoky scent filled the air. Suddenly, a rough hand brushed her face. She jerked upright, but strong arms immediately pulled her close. A deep, mocking voice murmured, "Four years, and you still run?" "It's him!" Panic welled inside her, "Let go... now..." Lila saw Madelyn hoisted over a man's shoulder from the corner of her eye. As Madelyn cried and fought, Lila lunged forward to help, but the bodyguard held her back.

Madelyn found herself in a room that seemed fit for royalty, vastly larger than her own quarters. The space was decked out like a posh hotel suite, complete with an opulent bathroom showcasing a lavish bathtub. Through the open curtains, the vast ocean stretched out. Zach, appearing every bit the victor of luxury, effortlessly tossed Madelyn onto the bed. He leaned over and gave her a sudden kiss, the overpowering aroma of smoke and alcohol filling her senses.

"Please, don't do this!" Madelyn pleaded, her voice shaking with fear.

Zach had already reached down and undressed her. His actions were hurried, as if driven by intoxication. Perhaps the alcohol clouded his judgment, making him act without restraint. The last time they were close left a lasting impression on him. Since Madelyn's departure, he had struggled with his desires. But tonight, he felt no need to hold back. Quickly, Zach removed his tie, securing Madelyn's wrists with it and binding her to the bed.

Madelyn struggled, her voice shaky. "Don't you dare! I'll call the police!" Zach flipped a switch, lighting the lamp on the bedside table. The sudden brightness made Madelyn blink. With a raspy voice, Zach gently held her chin, his lips pulling into a smirk, "Call the police? Remember, you're in my room. But don't worry; times have changed, Madelyn." She was wearing thin overalls, and Zach ripped them apart with one hand, exposing her body to the icy air.

"You jerk! Let go of me! No... you can't do this, Zach! Please, don't!" Madelyn felt like she was losing her mind. Zach was like a hungry beast who does not stop, even if its food struggles from pain.

He forced her legs apart, firmly grasped her waist, and thrust so hard. His actions were so abrupt that it felt like something had burst inside her head.

Clad in a trench coat, Alice was halted by a bodyguard as she approached the doorway.

"Sorry, but no one's allowed to disturb Mr. Jardin right now." Alice fixed the bodyguard with an intense look, "You dare stop me?" But her bravado faltered when she overheard a woman's voice from the room. A chill ran down her spine as she realized what might be occurring inside.

When the bodyguard spoke at the door, the two people inside knew the room was not soundproof. Madelyn felt faint. She bit her lip, trying not to make a sound, and tears rolled down her face. She closed her eyes and tried to avoid looking at Zach. As tears slid down, her throat became dry. Zach leaned closer and left a mark on her neck with a kiss.

"Forgot what to call me? Say it!" he said.

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