Chapter 212

Lillian trembled violently, her thin robe barely clinging to her body, revealing the lacy lingerie beneath – an ensemble she had chosen specifically for Max. Her vulnerability was further exposed when Connor, driven mad by drugs and pain, began to drag her towards the bedroom.

“Bullshit! Your old man practically gift–wrapped you for me. Now come on, I can’t hold back any longer.

With that, he yanked her into the room, her robe falling open. Connor’s eyes gleamed with a rabid hunger at the sight of her revealing attire, and in a fit of fury, he slapped her hard across the face. “Slut! Can’t believe how easy you are.”

The slap left Lillian disoriented, her ears ringing, unable to utter a word, as waves of coursed through her body..

“Help! Somebody help me!”

pain

delight, had already sent everyone away. Now, she was utterly alone. Cameron and the bodyguards, never suspecting she would come to this ordeal herself,

man. Connor pulled her in and began tearing at her clothes, while she sobbed helplessly. cursing Brielle

the fourth floor, her chest pounding wildly. As she ran, she kept looking back to see if anyone was catching up. She got scared and hid in a dark

corridor.

her phone and dialed Max’s number again. She thought she heard a ringtone but dismissed it as her imagination until she found the

but the thick walls muffled her

to thank them when suddenly, a hand reached out from within the room, pulling her inside. The door was left slightly ajar as the guard, hearing the commotion, hastily closed it behind

Brielle’s anxiety eased. “Mr. Dorsey, are you

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