(No incest and rape)
Arianne flailed, trying to loosen the death grip around her body. She felt as if there was a large phyton coiling, strangling, depraving her of oxygen. Only her skin didn't come into contact with cold hard scales but rather the scorching smooth exterior of a man. Her worries about his well-being disintegrated into ashes, not an ounce was left.
The sudden shift of his character was terrifying. Arianne couldn't shake off the feeling that the man forcing himself on her was no longer her brother but someone else.
No, it can't be. This notion was simply illogical, her brother's appearance didn't change at all, but how can one explain the current situation she was in? Her brother would never do such a thing. His gentle and doting attitude towards her was something that would never change.
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