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.

perverse thrill twisting his features. “Tonight, my

felt a mix of

only a muffled sound escaped her throat as she

Bang!

hanging in the

the beautiful woman

her own life. The prospect of pleasure and profit was too enticing

sprawled on the floor, his drool now

down for me already? Don’t worry, beauty, I’m coming,” he said, crawling towards her like a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes gleaming with malice and disgust.

to the chair rendered her