"Lane! Touch me and I'll drop dead right here for you to see!"

But even as Dorothy screamed those words, Lane didn't stop. Not even for a second.

"Drop dead?" He chuckled darkly, his thin lips curling up in amusement. "You mean, die of pleasure? Don't worry, I've got way more tricks up my sleeve than Everett ever did. I'll make sure you're well taken care of!" As Lane's hand reached out for her-

Dorothy braced herself, ready to fight with every ounce of strength she had.

Suddenly!

Lane let out a sharp cry of pain.

"Ah!"

It was Kenneth.

Grimacing in pain, he got up from the ground and, like a madman, threw his body at Lane!

It was a suicidal move.

Lane was

it, I'll kill you!" True to form, as soon as Lane recovered,

grabbing hold of Lane's shirt,

place is some sort of come-and-go as you please?" Dorothy looked up at Lane, defiance in her

pleading for Kenneth! Didn't you say you had nothing to do with him? Why plead for him

could she lower herself for

front of Kenneth, her

struggling to stand, then back at

him go... isn't out of the

statement clearly had a

to leap out of hon throat, yet she forced to meet

"What's your condition?"

with

...

clenched so tightly her nails dug into

her, Kenneth

"Don't agree to it!"

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