Isabella tried to struggle, but her body was too weak. Klaus lifted her up, carrying her to his room despite her protests.
He gently placed her on the bed and slowly unbuttoned her shirt. Isabella struggled, rolled onto her side, but he always got it back in place. Fear was evident in her eyes, her hands were shaking.
"Stop... please..." she stammered, breathless.
He quickly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her breasts hidden by her bra. Annoyed by the barrier of the fabric, Klaus ripped her bra off with a sharp gesture, freeing her breasts before Isabella's wide eyes.
"Klaus... please... no!" she protested weakly.
"Shhh... I'll show you what true love is," he murmured, placing a finger on her lips.
His hands ran over the tender skin of her breasts before his lips closed over one. He let his tongue play with their peaks, nibbling lightly before capturing it between his lips. He gave her other breast the same treatment.
"You're so good," he murmured.
Slowly, he slid his fingers under her skirt with a precise movement, pushing aside the thin fabric of her panties and brushing his fingertips against her intimate area before inserting a finger.
"You can't run away, Isabella. Not tonight."
Klaus inserted a second and then a third. He picked up the pace, then a fourth, then a third. Then he withdrew his fingers and, without hesitation, stood up, removing the last of her clothes. Revealing his member, pulsing with desire, he began to advance dangerously towards her.
Isabella, in a desperate act, clenched her thighs to block his access to her pussy. However, she was so weak that Klaus had no difficulty spreading her legs, and he positioned himself at her entrance.
But as he leaned dangerously towards her...
BAM!!! The bedroom door shattered.
Klaus turned around, surprised, but a fist slammed into his face. He was thrown backward, hit the dresser, and collapsed, unconscious.
Isabella, stunned, looked up.
A familiar face appeared.
"Gale...?" she whispered, a tear sliding down her cheek.
Without missing a beat, Gale stepped forward, picked up her panties from the floor, removed her jacket to cover her exposed body, and then gently lifted her into his arms.
He walked out of the house with her, hugged her as if to give her strength, and then started the car. Isabella, exhausted, tried to speak, but darkness overcame her.
She lost consciousness.