The Million-Dollar Heart

Richard's mood was as gloomy as the stormy weather outside, a deep frown etched on his face, betraying his inner turmoil.

On the TV screen, Mara appeared again, barefoot, with a subtle sway of her hips, having changed into a deliberately provocative outfit-a sheer black lace nightgown, abandoning her previous innocent facade for that of a seductive temptress.

Biting her lower lip, she refused to believe that all her efforts wouldn't sway Nathan. Tonight, she was determined to have her desires fulfilled.

With that thought, she moved to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, retrieving the drug she'd acquired once more, dissolving it into the drink.

Returning to Nathan, she found him slumped on the couch, his eyes tightly shut, not finding peace even in his drunken slumber.

Frustration turning her face red, Mara clenched her fists. She wasn't willing to give up now, not when she'd waited this long for the moment. Carefully, she lifted his head and helped him drink the water, worried about waking him and ruining her plan.

As Nathan swallowed the drugged water, Mara's eyes sparkled with excitement this drug was even more potent than the previous one.

She struck a pose on the floor, eagerly anticipating Nathan's affection, convinced that he wouldn't be able to resist her.

Nathan's body suddenly heated up, his cheeks flushing a deep red as he felt as though his body was on fire. His eyes snapped open, an uncontrollable urge leading him towards Mara.

With a click, his fingers reached for his belt, unbuckling it in one swift motion.

Mara had been waiting for this moment, her eyelashes fluttering as she closed her eyes, lying seductively on the floor in anticipation.

Suddenly, a loud snap startled Mara, her eyes wide open in shock, frozen in place.

pulled off his belt and swung it against his arm, the force causing blood to stream down, a

still won't have me? What's wrong with me? Nathan, I'm a woman

and humiliated than ever, anger and hatred surged through

in pain. Trembling, she touched her face, feeling the blood drip down, her

to drug you, and still, you won't touch me. I had to lie alone in bed and break my own virginity! And now, you've disfigured my face. Do you have any idea what this face means to me? I hate you, I hate every member of the Ellington

from biting his tongue, "Someone as vile as you, I'd rather die than touch you!

screen, her eyes swollen from crying, clutching Vivienne's arm in panic, "Vivienne, please, we have to save Nathan. He's been drugged, and I'm afraid he won't make

sharp, "He won't be harmed,

Vivienne's arrival, Nathan was clutching his belt like a

Vivienne, Nathan's eyes widened in surprise, unsure how she had found him. Vivienne quickly administered acupuncture to Nathan, calming the turmoil and pain in his

Vivienne's timely intervention, Nathan feared he might have been beyond

Vivienne, pleaded, "Nathan, I won't

everything. You never touched her; it was all

Cecilia tightly, his eyes still filled with years of unwavering love, gently

Mara, watching everything unfold,

sense of despair crash down on her, her nails digging into her palms. She realized too

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kicking Mara in the abdomen with such force

laughter was manic,