The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 951

The man’s gaze hardened into a menacing glare as he spotted her waking up. He growled into the phone, “She’s up. Gotta go,” and abruptly ended the call, striding towards where Thalassa sat tied up.

Her eyes widened in terror, her body tensing like a deer caught in headlights, panic squeezing her heart. She was trapped, unable to do anything but stare defiantly, hoping her gaze would ward him off.

“I like that look in your eyes, feisty, like a wildcat,” the man sneered, thumbing away a trickle of drool at the corner of his mouth with a repulsive smirk as he closed in on Thalassa,

What did he want from her?

Thalassa’s heart shrank into itself as she tried to press further into the chair, wishing she could disappear. The man’s intentions were clear, and repulsion twisted her gut as his bulky, greasy face loomed closer, his eyes full of a vile hunger that made her skin crawl.

wilder you get, the more I like it,” the man chuckled, a perverse thrill twisting his features. “Tonight, my pretty

felt a mix of horror and revulsion. Her skin prickled with

scream, but only a muffled sound escaped

Bang!

stars exploding in her vision from the pain. The man, with his slimy, plump lips, was left hanging in the air. He had been so

unwilling to let the beautiful woman he had in

of taking her own life. The prospect of pleasure and profit was too enticing to let slip through

on the floor, his drool now pooling at the

crawling towards her like

tried to inch away, but the ropes binding her to the chair rendered her helpless. The chair’s frame dug painfully