**Chapter 10: The Darkest Desire**

As Andy looked at her, his blindfolded eyes seemed to bore into her soul, searching for answers. Leyley smiled, a gentle smile spreading across her face. "You did great," she said, her voice husky. "I loved it." But as Andy began to untie her restraints, Leyley's expression changed. She struggled against the ropes, her body tense with a sudden, intense fear. "No, no, no," she said, her voice rising to a panicked whisper. "Please, don't do it again. I didn't mean it, I swear." Andy's face remained impassive, his blindfolded eyes fixed on her face. "You wanted this, Leyley," he said, his voice low and husky. "You wanted me to take control." Leyley's struggles grew more intense, her body thrashing against the restraints. "Please, Andy, stop," she begged, her voice cracking with fear. "Don't rape me again. I'll do anything, just please..." Andy's expression didn't change, but his voice grew colder. "Shut up, Leyley," he said, his voice firm. "You're going to take my baby, and you're going to like it." Leyley's eyes widened in horror, her body trembling with fear. She begged him, her voice rising to a hysterical pitch. "No, Andy, please...don't make me...I'll do anything..." But Andy just smiled, a cold, cruel smile spreading across his face. He moved over to her, his body looming over hers. Leyley felt a surge of terror, her body trembling with fear. As Andy entered her again, Leyley's struggles grew more intense, her body thrashing against the restraints. She begged him, her voice cracking with fear, but Andy just kept moving, his body taking hers with a ruthless intensity. Leyley's world narrowed to a single, terrifying moment, her body responding to Andy's touch with a mixture of fear and revulsion. She was trapped, bound and helpless, at the mercy of a man who seemed to be enjoying her terror. Andy's voice was the only thing she could hear, his low, husky words echoing in her mind as he took her, again and again, his body dominating hers with a ruthless intensity. Leyley's mind went numb, her body responding to Andy's touch with a mixture of fear and pain. As Andy finished, Leyley felt a sense of despair, her body trembling with fear. She knew that she had to get away from him, but for now, she was trapped, bound and helpless at the mercy of a man who seemed to be enjoying her terror. Andy's face was still impassive, his blindfolded eyes fixed on her face. Leyley knew that she had to pretend to be submissive, to pretend to enjoy the pain and the fear. But as she looked at him, she knew that she was in grave danger, trapped in a game that seemed to have no rules, and no escape.