"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.

considering Lane was

as soon as Lane recovered,

Dorothy ran over, grabbing hold of Lane's shirt, clutching it tightly in her fist. "Kenneth,

is some sort of come-and-go as you please?" Dorothy looked up at Lane, defiance in her eyes. "This all started because of me.

you're pleading for Kenneth! Didn't you say you had nothing

for other

innocent-man!" Dorothy positioned herself in front of Kenneth, her small frame hardly shielding his larger one. Lane, please, I'm begging you, let Kenneth

stand, then

him go... isn't

clearly

leap out of hon throat, yet she forced to

"What's your condition?"

his hands. "You, willingly come with me. After

...

fists clenched so tightly her nails

her, Kenneth

"Don't agree to it!"

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