My fingers press harder against her clit as I hear her admit she loves it. "Good girl," I growl, my voice thick with desire and dominance. With my other hand, I roughly grab a fistful of her hair and yank her head back even further until our eyes meet. "And what do you think happens when you're a good girl?" My free hand trails up her stomach again, cupping one of her breasts through her shirt before pinching her nipple hard enough to make her gasp out loud.

My fingers move faster against her clit as she begs for more, moaning and writhing beneath me. "That's it," I growl, my voice thick with lust and power. With my free hand, I grip the hem of her shirt and yank it up over her head, tossing it aside before moving to suckle at one of her hardened nipples through her bra while continuing to tease her with one hand. "You're so close,"

"Okay..." He whispered softly, his voice barely audible even to himself. "I-I'll go..." With that, he turned and walked out of the room, slowly making his way down the hallway and towards the front door of his apartment. As he reached for the doorknob, he glanced back over his shoulder one last time, hoping against hope that Celia would change her mind and come running after him.

He paused, hearing her soft voice calling out to him. "W-what?" He asked, turning back around.

She looked at him with tears streaming down her face now, but she still refused to let them fall any further. "Just... sorry for everything."

The door clicked shut behind him as he left the apartment, never to return. And as the sound of his footsteps faded into the distance, Celia was left alone in the darkness, finally free from the nightmare that had been her life with Nao.