Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

A sturdy body suddenly pressed her down.

"Fill, get lost!"

The woman's face turned pale.

Fill laughed ruthlessly. He was in a rage, but there were some inexplicable emotions in his heart.

"I heard you hurt five of my men. How amazing you are! Ysabel."

Yes.

Her name was Ysabel, not Whitney.

She looked so much like Whitney.

But they still had some differences.

Ysabel's eyes were not as pure as Whitney's.

Whitney only cared about herself and the army. So, when she looked at Fill, her eyes were as bright as the star and with only him in it.

But what was in Ysabel's eyes?

Slaughter! Anger! And even hatred!

Yes!

She hated him!

But so what?

Ysabel was terrified when she saw Fill sneer. She just tried to assault his men and escaped from here. When she hurt his men, she knew that he might kill her, but she wasn't scared.

She couldn't stay here.

Because someone important was waiting for her to save.

Fill looked so scary that she thought he was about to kill her.

"Say it!"

Fill suddenly held her chin. He looked as angry as a bull and even wanted to kill her.

Ysabel was afraid, but she didn't regret what she had done.

She must leave!

"Yes! Do you try to kill me? Fill, if I can't kill you, I can't finish my mission, and the people I most care about will be in danger. I don't want him to die, so I have to do that."

"Him? Is he your boyfriend?"

Fill's eyes were cold and filled with hatred.

In the past few days, this woman was like a clam and didn't say anything. Today, she finally spoke, but her words pissed him off.

This woman had a boyfriend.

All right.

Ysabel was so pretty. How could she not have a boyfriend?

But when Fill realized it, he couldn't control his hatred.

Ysabel looked at him fearlessly and said, "Of course! He is my boyfriend, my fiancé. As long as I kill you, I can go back and marry him."

"Well. Boyfriend. Fiancé."

Fill said in a low voice. He smiled but looked even more frightening.

He was like a Satan from the hell. The smile before he killed people was wicked and mysterious.

"What! What do you want to do?"

be a little

messed with this man! But it's too late

hard immediately, because she was frightened by his eyes filled with

seemed to have

"Fill, how dare you?"

voice was harsh, like something sharp sliced through the

But Fill laughed frantically.

you have trampled on my dignity when you hurt my men. You don't think I will just let you off to marry, do you? Do you know everything does come with a

don't mean it. I just want to live and save my fiancé! I

scared to

trembling

But she couldn't retreat.

happen to my fiancé

people will kill

calmed down. She put on a serious face and said

to rape me, I will

sneered, "OK, just do

said gently. It sounded like he was murmuring to his lover, but his words were cruel and merciless. Ysabel felt

of

'How is this possible?'

man

a while. Suddenly, she heard

her body. She

Yes, just kill me. I hurt your men, so you can injure my hands, my feet, or what you want. But I

body only belongs

Fill

But now, she panicked and tried to

the best. You can get everything you want if you don't leave. So why can't you just listen to me? You even have a fiancé! You want to leave me and

was talking to a lover.

'No!'

was trembling

push, but Fill was too

of twenty-one years. She had wanted to give her first time to her fiancé, but now Fill took

she even couldn't bite her tongue to

torn vagina nearly drove her to faint,

feel what Fill was doing inside her. But making

so she had to give up in

pretend that everything was a

Ysabel didn't notice that when Fill inserted, he

'Whitney, Whitney!'

the deep of his mind. He was immersed in

never

But so what?

Ysabel was a substitute, he was still

a low moan. Then, he laid on top of

body was greatly satisfied,

there was a hole in his heart and he could not fill the

of this opportunity to grab a sharp weapon and stabbed Fill's

"Go to hell!"

she cried out inwardly with

that men would become weaker after

a good time

Unfortunately, Ysabel failed.

firmly grabbed her wrist, and the sharp

and there was some smell of

he saw the conspicuous blood

a virgin

she fake

that she had moved very stiffly and looked in great pain

still

was a little shocked

change in his mood. She only knew that she had lost

by the pain of torn.

but why didn't