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?"

to be a little

with this man! But it's

up at her. Ysabel struggled hard immediately, because she was frightened

seemed to

"Fill, how dare you?"

voice was harsh, like

But Fill laughed frantically.

when you hurt my men. You don't think I will just let you off to marry,

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

scared

trembling

But she couldn't retreat.

my fiancé

will

on a serious face and said

dare to rape me, I will kill myself

sneered, "OK, just do

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

Ysabel found a hint of

'How is this possible?'

man can also

a while. Suddenly, she heard the sound

her body. She felt shame and

touch me! Get off me! You know I have a fiancé and we will get married. I beg you, please. You can kill me! 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 touch

tried to bite her tongue to

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 get married, don't

softly, as if he was talking to a lover. However,

'No!'

was trembling with

push, but Fill was too strong to

wanted to give her first time to her fiancé,

even couldn't bite

pain of torn vagina nearly drove

making love is not as sweet as she

so she had

pretend that everything was

her cheeks. Ysabel didn't notice

'Whitney, Whitney!'

his mind. He was immersed in grief, but he knew he

would never be

But so what?

if Ysabel was a

released with a low moan. Then, he

greatly satisfied, but he felt

in his

a sharp weapon and stabbed Fill's back without

"Go to hell!"

but she

was said that men would become

it was a good time to kill

Unfortunately, Ysabel failed.

her wrist, and the sharp weapon fell onto the

still pervaded the room, and there was some smell

help but shock when he saw the conspicuous blood on the

she be a virgin when she

fake her

remembered that she had moved very stiffly and looked in

still a

a little shocked and

She only knew

afflicted by the pain of torn. She cursed that why this

why didn't she kill this