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!

small room was kicked open

of his neck, and with a mighty

you can manhandle me!” The burly man glared at the

Brennan. I’ll make sure she experiences true despair and agony. Go collect your cash,” the newcomer, another man with a chilling expression, said to the burly

to look at the new arrival. Her eyes found Bruce his lean, well-maintained form and

from being

cahoots with

man protested, unwilling to let go of the beauty

phone, his thumb hovering over the send button with 911

said. One press, and you’re a kidnapper facing years behind bars. No need for me to spell it out, right?”

burly man into a panic, his eyes losing their ferocity as he cursed at Bruce, “You’re

at Thalassa, who lay on the ground with her blouse partially undone, he swallowed hard, torn

chose freedom in the end. He could always find another