Otis's POV
"You fuc*ing b*tch!"
After I bit Robert's finger as hard as I could, his hand managed to move away from my neck, and the next thing I heard was Robert's screams and angry curses.
This was a good opportunity. I must escape from his hands!
But just at that moment, I saw a shadow across my right side.
It was Robert's uninjured right hand!
His strong arm gave me a great sense of oppression, the muscles on it squeezed together, almost thicker than my legs.
And at this time I couldn't move my feet, and the chances of escaping from his grasp were very slim.
I tried hard to step away from him, but Robert's arm was getting closer and closer to me, and there was no way I could escape in such a short time!
No, my God.
My eyes widened with some despair, but then a gust of wind ble
