In the dimly lit VIP lounge, a stern voice cut through the tension. Thalassa's heart sank. That voice... it was David's!

And the woman who had screamed just moments ago? Susan!

Before Thalassa could even process the situation, a sharp "slap" echoed through the room.

The sound of a palm striking flesh was unmistakable, and from the intensity alone, Thalassa could tell the victim must have been in excruciating pain, probably swelling up by the second.

"Stop, please, no more!" Susan's pleas for mercy were heartbreaking.

voice brought Thalassa back to reality.

hesitated for a fraction of a second before pushing the door

had Susan pinned on a couch,

sent shivers

His stern face softened slightly as he

of

lost on Thalassa. Under normal circumstances, Susan should have been behind bars, yet here she was, participating

modelin a high-stakes some

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