Chapter 42 It was Zoey, the branch office's vice general manager! I'd considered the possibility of an inside man, but I never suspected him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"So uncouth. How could you tie up our delicate Ms. Frost?" Zoey strolled in, closing the door, flipping a switch to illuminate the room-a dim lamp, covered in cobwebs.
In the weak light, I finally saw the room: a dining table, sofa, TV stand-an old-fashioned living room, covered in thick dust and cobwebs, clearly abandoned for years.
I looked away, fixing a cold stare on Zoey.
"Ooh, that's a feisty look," he chuckled, reaching for my face. I recoiled in disgust, goosebumps rising on my skin. He rubbed his fingers together, bringing them to his nose. "Mmm, so fragrant. Throwing a beauty like you into the ocean would be such a waste." The fear I'd felt earlier returned, but this tI was clear-headed. I struggled violently. One leg of the rotting wooden chair snapped; I fell to the ground, inhaling dust, struggling to cough, my face turning red, tears streaming down my face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZoey excitedly crouched down. "Quite the tic flair. Already lying down?" His hand moved down my leg, inching higher, enjoying my helplessness, terror, and despair...
"I've changed my mind. I won't throw you in the sea. I'll keep you here. Whenever I'm in the mood, I'll cand... play. I'll get a taste of the President's fun." Shameless creep! Trying to brainwash me! But the next moment, I went still, lowering my eyelids, feigning consideration of his proposal. After a few seconds, I looked up, meeting his gaze with misty eyes, and nodded.
His hand paused at my waist."You agree?" I nodded again, acting desperate to survive tilting my head ver toward the stairs behind me, then looking at the floor, shaking my head sadly-meaning: I want to go upstairs, not stay on the ground.
"Understood. I don't want to do it on this dirty, hard floor either. "His lust e had completely overridden his brain.
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