Summary of Chapter 34 – A turning point in Prisoner 4-0-9 by Z Cr4vinz
Chapter 34 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Prisoner 4-0-9, written by Z Cr4vinz. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
Ocean's POV
"Wake up." Someone whispers and I groan, rolling over in my bed.
"Baby, it's getting late you have to wake up."
"Trevor ... 5 more minutes."
"I already let you have five extra minutes, now c'mon." I'm slowly lifted off the bed and I snuggle into his chest, not bothering to open my eyes.
"You have to get to school sweetheart."
"I know but ..." I doze off again and I hear him sigh.
"If you get up right now, I'll take you scuba diving at night."
"Black people don't do that stuff, honey," I mutter just in case he thought this was about to be some 47 meters down uncaged.
He chuckles and soon I'm laid back onto the bed. I hum, contented until my spandex shorts were suddenly ripped off. I was wide awake at that point, ready to flip over, but instead, Trevor climbed over my legs to keep me pinned on my stomach.
"Trevor..." My voice was shaky as his large rough hands caressed my ass. "What're you-"
Smack!
I gasp loudly, my mouth wide open as I stared at the wall in front of me.
"I'm sorry, did that hurt?" He bends to whisper in my ear and I gulp as he lightly taps in again.
"I'm up." I croak.
"Are you now?" He chuckles lowly and I bite my lip, clenching as his hands heatedly meet with my bare glutes once more. I cry out this time, and he clamps his palm softly around my mouth. It happens again, and again, and I'm surprised he didn't comment on the puddle that now pooled between my legs. By the time he was done, I was completely turned on, and not at all in the mood for school.
"Get up cucina, before I really give you something to scream for." He dips his hand between my legs, slowly sliding it upwards and I arch, one hundred percent ready to bust my legs open but he just stops and walks away.
I was breathless and embarrassed by the time I collected myself, but payback is a bitch.
Don't you worry, Mr. Vatore.
After the breakfast that Trevor made for me, which comprised of way too much food, I could barely climb up the stairs at school.
"I have a boyfriend Dani." Her face sags and she nods.
"I understand but ... we can be friends?" I was about to turn her down but she interrupts me.
"I promise I won't try anything," Her voice cracks and I freeze. "You know I'm new here and it's ... it's really hard to make new friends."
Tell me about it. When they found out Dani was a lesbian, one of the students here switched her presentation for lesbian porn. It was terrible but at least they got expelled, this was university, not high school.
"Okay sure." We exchange numbers and I turn to leave.
"Hey, did you happen to see what the lady looked like?" I ask and she squints.
"Not really, she had a hoodie on, but she was tall and short of pudgy. A shady character if you ask me."
"Thanks again."
As I was walking towards Trevor's waiting SUV, I opened up the envelope to reveal a letter. The opening sentence was all it took to run my mouth dry.
Dear Ms. Devila, if you're reading this, it means I am dead.

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