The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 952

“Go ahead, scream. The louder you scream, the more I like it,” the man chuckled, his greasy fingers clutching at Thalassa’s collar, eager to rip her clothes apart.

“No!” Thalassa’s entire being revolted, a wave of nausea overwhelming her as she struggled with all her might, the desperation. palpable.

“How can you say no? Just wait till I show you just how brutal I can be. I’m really good at this,” the man sneered, fumbling with the buttons of her blouse.

“No!” Thalassa’s breath was ragged, her heart pounding in terror. In desperation, she lifted her foot, aiming a fierce kick at him. He caught her foot in his grip, and with his other hand, leisurely continued to unbutton her blouse, a vile smirk on his face. Thalassa felt sick to her stomach, on the verge of vomiting!

Panic and fear raced through her, her mind a whirlwind of chaos and dread, as darkness threatened to engulf her vision. If he dared touch her, she resolved to bite her own tongue and end it all.

Just as the repulsive man was about to undo the second button of her blouse, leaving Thalassa feeling utterly defeated, a sudden noise shattered the tension.

Boom!

to the small room was kicked open

strode in swiftly, grabbed the man by the scruff of his neck, and with a mighty heave, threw him against the

burly man glared at the newcomer with

with Mr. Brennan. I’ll make sure she experiences true despair and agony.

new arrival. Her eyes found Bruce his lean, well-maintained form and the scholarly air that he carried.

from being relieved, clenched even

cahoots

the burly man protested, unwilling to let

his phone, his thumb hovering over the send

and you’re a kidnapper facing years behind bars. No need for me to spell it

man into a panic, his eyes losing their ferocity

a final, reluctant glance at Thalassa, who lay on the ground with her blouse

chose freedom in the end. He could always find another beauty,