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As Tabitha spoke, her face flushed a deep red.
Had it not been for the immense willpower forged through her chemotherapy, she would have lost control long ago.
Derek gazed at her, a mix of shyness and allure, and despite knowing the drugs were to blame, his heart still raced uncontrollably.
"Alright, I'll turn away and not look at you," Derek slowly turned his head towards the window.
In the pitch-black darkness, the sea appeared particularly gloomy and oppressive.
The approaching roar of helicopter blades grew louder in the sky, signaling that the true revelry of the night was about to begin.
About ten minutes later, Derek suddenly heard a soft moan from behind him.
He quickly turned to see Tabitha, her face rosy and flushed, not only her hair and body drenched, but her eyes as well, as if misted over with steam, glistening and red-rimmed at the corners, exuding an irresistible, fatal sex appeal.
"Are
Derek's POVI held her quietly, without any intention of pressuring her.I knew she was in immense pain and turmoil, and all I wanted was to help her escape this predicament."Ms. Hartley, we can discuss everything else later. The most pressing matter at hand is to resolve your current difficult situation. I understand you are an innocent woman, unwilling to submit easily to others. Still, the circumstances leave us with no other options," I took a deep breath and continued, "I can promise you solemnly that I will not disclose a word of what happens tonight to anyone. After tonight, everything will return to how it was, as if nothing had happened. If you don't have special feelings for me, I can... find someone else for you, like Forrest or..."Before I could finish, she reached out and gently covered my mouth with her hand, her eyes slightly reproachful. At that moment, my heart fluttered with a hint of panic."If there really is no other choice,
Third person's POV"Don't bite. It hurts," the words echoed in Tabitha's mind, bringing back a memory from the past.When she first started her relationship with Derek, she had no sex experience.At that time, she found it extremely embarrassing to make any noise during their moments of intimacy, so she would always tightly bite her lips, refusing to let out a sound.It was on an unforgettable day when the man gently turned her chin, whispering these words into her ear.Tabitha vividly remembered that night as one filled with passion and madness.At this moment, she was completely unaware of how enticing she appeared.Her eyes covered with a silver scarf, the man slowly lifted her chin, forcing her to raise her head, revealing her long, swan-like neck.Her once neat dress slipped from her shoulders, exposing arms as white as snow and sexy, charming collarbones, with fine glitter on her skin twinkling a mysterious light in the d
Third person's POVThe one who kicked the door in was none other than Forrest.Gone was the simple and honest demeanor he displayed in front of Tabitha and Ayla; even the mask on his face had changed to one featuring a fierce demon totem.Standing there with the sea breeze at his back, he exuded a strong and imposing presence."Bingo, you got it. We're here for you," Forrest declared loudly.Matilda roared in anger, "Who are you? Do you know where you are? How dare you act so recklessly on this ship?"As she spoke, Matilda quickly pressed the alarm button. All the enforcers, upon hearing the alarm, rushed out with their weapons at the ready.Matilda seemed not to fully grasp the gravity of the situation, still snarling viciously, "Do you know what happened to the last person who acted out on this ship? They were minced and fed to the fish."At that moment, the personnel from the helicopters descended onto various decks in an or
Third person's POVOn a distant rooftop, a man stood quietly, witnessing the chaos unfold from afar.When Manager Dalton, filled with fear and trepidation, called to inform him about the helicopters, he was initially delighted, thinking he had finally caught Derek off guard."Let them cause a ruckus. The more, the better," he instructed.Dalton couldn't help but wonder if his boss had lost his mind, questioning the logic behind such an order.In his view, if a single ship could bring down Derek, it would be a bargain.However, when he realized the arriving forces were private mercenaries, the man's face turned pale instantly.Derek hadn't used his men.This realization meant he couldn't link the events on the ship to Derek."Stop them, quickly!" the man shouted in a panic."It's too late, boss, they... ah!!" The call was cut off abruptly.Furious, the man hastily switched on the surveillance system, only to
Third person's POVThe soft sunlight gently bathed the vast ocean, the sea shimmering with a dreamlike radiance.The large ship, after a night of turmoil, finally regained its calm, drifting effortlessly on the sea like a light leaf.For the guests on board, the previous night had been nothing short of a catastrophic disaster.All the ship's infrastructure had been subjected to large-scale, wanton destruction.ATMs were brutally pried open, the casino left in disarray, and all cash looted clean.Items that couldn't be taken were either smashed to pieces or utterly ruined.Wealthy merchants stood naked and disgraced, gamblers with bloodshot eyes, having lost everything, huddled helplessly in corners, too afraid to make a sound.In such a critical moment, they knew that preserving their lives was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. Wealth was but an external possession.Matilda was forcibly dragged to a high place by Alvin
Third person's POVAfter the mercenaries had plundered the ship's wealth, they swaggered away without a care.As dawn approached, Tabitha, still in the throes of sleep, was quietly transferred amidst the chaos.Derek, freshly groomed and composed, gently opened the door to a burst of invigorating sea breeze, the wind's caress gradually dispersing the gloom that had long lingered in his heart.The entire ship, except for the level they occupied, was in disarray. Ninety percent of the passengers had already disembarked, and the remaining ten percent were their own people. Over a hundred enforcers, tightly bound with ropes, huddled on the ground in disarray.Matilda, released from her restraints by Alvin, rushed downstairs with urgency. The restaurant, dance floor, luxury boutiques, and entertainment venues were all reduced to chaotic ruins.Stumbling and falling into the wreckage, Matilda's tears flowed as she lamented, "It's gone. Everything
Third person's POVTabitha wasn't sure how long she had been asleep, but she gradually woke from her slumber in a daze.She moved her fingers, and the numbness and weakness spread throughout her body as if every muscle was silently protesting the previous ordeal.Before even opening her eyes, her body felt as if it was being pricked by fine needles, with waves of soreness following one after another.However, a strange coolness emanated from a certain part of her body, which instantly brought her back to her senses.She slowly lifted the covers and, upon seeing the unfamiliar yet soft and comfortable pajamas, was taken aback before a blush crept onto her cheeks.She subconsciously clenched her legs, her mind involuntarily recalling the previous ambiguous scenes, thinking to herself, "He was so meticulous..."The bed was filled with a faint scent, a mix of some cleaning products and a masculine aroma, suggesting that the man had meticu
Third person's POVForrest's account seemed flawless at first glance, but Tabitha's heart was filled with doubts.This was not a small sum. It was three hundred million dollars, not three thousand or thirty thousand.Moreover, before the auction, no one could predict the final price, so the amount Wilmot would need to borrow would certainly far exceed three hundred million.Orson, though well-off, could hardly come up with hundreds of millions in liquid funds.Besides, she and he were merely friends, not lovers.And how could he have access to mercenaries?It wasn't that Orson couldn't do these things, but everything seemed unlikely for him.Yet, aside from Orson, who else could have lent a helping hand?It couldn't be Derek... As soon as she thought of him, Tabitha shook her head.Derek was supposedly still in Africa. He couldn't have rushed over so quickly.Even if it were him, he would have taken her awa
Third person's POVAlma felt a bit awkward. "I'm not sure about that."After all, Hedwig was Derek's spitting image, but she wasn't certain about Hedwig's father."Regardless, he already has other women by his side. He might have forgotten your mother and could build a future with someone else. Even so, do you still want to save him?"Hedwig pursed her lips and didn't respond. Alma stroked her hair, "Poor child, you should know how hard your mother worked to escape him. If he discovers you two are still alive, he'll imprison her again. Do you want that?"Hedwig shook her head gently."Then pretend you don't know him. Your mother and the others aren't in the village. Whether he survives is up to luck," Alma sighed, "Your mother suffered too much. She was barely alive when she gave birth to you. Cherish the life you have now."Hedwig nodded.Strangely, after Derek drank Hedwig's blood, about half an hour later, his vision and hea
Third person's POVThe door swung open.Misha stared at Alma with wide eyes, thinking her sincerity had finally moved her.But the next moment, Alma unhesitatingly lifted a basin of water and splashed it over her, drenching her from head to toe. "Stop making a fuss here! Don't try to coerce me with such theatrics. Whether you stay or do something more extreme, it has nothing to do with me. If you're looking for trouble, take it elsewhere, not here!"Misha stood there, stunned. How could Mrs. Atkinson act so unreasonably?"Why are you staring at me like that? Do you think this is a soap opera?" Alma sneered, "Now leave before you soil my place."As she spoke, she shielded Hedwig's eyes, "Don't look, or it might ruin your mood."Misha returned, drenched and furious, cursing under her breath, "Why is this old woman so difficult? She didn't have to help, but did she have to throw urine at me?"Rolf pinched his nose and stepped back
Third person's POV"Alban, I didn't expect forty years to fly by like that. You're still the same as ever. I did say you wouldn't grow taller, didn't I?"Alma remarked with a smile. Alban's face flushed at her words.It had been decades since he was brought here by his mentor after being poisoned.Back then, he was just a teenager, and Alma, in her early forties, was in her prime, looking much younger than her age.Known for her straightforward nature, she had teased him about his height after treating him. Alban had dutifully drunk milk and played basketball in an effort to grow taller, but his height eventually plateaued at around 5'7", making him appear shorter than his younger counterparts like Alvin."Mrs. Atkinson, you're still the same as ever. It's wonderful to see you again. Could you please help my friend? He's been poisoned with the Nine-Heart Wolfsbane," Alban pleaded.Alma sighed, "You've put me in a difficult spot. The N
Third person's POVIn the misty forest, a massive snake carrying a little girl emerged slowly.A beam of sunlight pierced through the dense canopy overhead, landing squarely on the girl.Her skin was as fair as snow, and her delicate features were strikingly beautiful.Most notably, she had a pair of emerald-green eyes, deep-set and chiseled.Clad in rustic, colorful attire, she was barefoot, with ankle bells woven from threads of five colors, adorned with tiny jingling pendants.This girl was exquisitely beautiful, her features complemented by an aura of ancient mystery.Perched high on the scarlet snake, she lacked the innocence typical of her age, instead bearing a demeanor of superiority, as regal as the Muse herself.The beam of light falling on her shoulder only enhanced her divine presence, making her seem like a saintess from a novel.The girl regarded the group with caution, her gaze inquiring why they had intru
Third person's POVTears streamed down Misha's face as she said, "You're still thinking about her even like this."Alvin turned to Alban and asked, "Dr. Weaver, what do we do now that Alpha Derek is in this state?""Have they identified the specific toxins yet?""Here it is, here it is!" Kamp approached with the freshly analyzed results."Dr. Weaver, can we save Alpha Derek once we know the components?""No, I can't save him. We need to go to Venomhollow," Alban instructed urgently."What kind of place is that?""It's an ancient village on the edge of the primeval forest. Most of the villagers deal with poisons, much like those special groups in the U.S. studying mysterious biological toxins. To save Derek, we need to find them. Perhaps they have a cure."Misha, realizing how severe Derek's poisoning was, asked, "And what about me, Dr. Weaver?""You're coming too. If we need a blood transfusion, we'll still rely o
Third person's POVThe figure was slender, clad in a black tight-fitting combat uniform, with distinct body curves—she was a woman!"Who are you?" Golden Shark asked in horror, hastily pulling out his pistol from his pants.Sweat poured from him as the woman approached from the firelight, her face obscured.As he drew his gun, a loud "bang" echoed—a gunshot shattered his hand, sending his weapon clattering to the ground.Seizing the moment, the driver fired back.A silver flash zipped through the air, and the driver clutched his chest in agony, a dagger protruding from it.He crumpled to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.Golden Shark, a man of many dangers, was unnerved by today's bizarre events.As he tried to flee with his broken hand, another "bang" rang out, a bullet shattering his knee.Every time he moved, bullets found their mark. Within seconds, he was hit five or six times, collapsing
Third person's POVDerek's camouflage uniform was splattered with blood, most of it not his own, with only a minor wound on his arm.He seemed impervious to the pain.For three years, he had heard nothing of Tabitha and had transformed into a cold and bloodthirsty individual."Golden Shark got away? No problem. I've destroyed all his bases. Now he's just a rat scurrying around—where else can he run?" Derek said with a cruel smile."Alpha Derek, your arm is hurt," Rolf reminded."It's nothing," Derek glanced at the small wound, recalling how it had been slashed by a woman who bore a resemblance to Tabitha.Distracted during the firefight, he had stared into her eyes a moment too long.The sharp pain in his arm had struck like a venomous snake bite.The woman was killed on the spot, and he left without a flicker of emotion.For someone accustomed to danger, injuries were commonplace, and he paid the minor woun
Third person's POVIn this vast world, if Tabitha and Gloria were hiding in some remote and desolate place, living anonymously, even someone as capable as Derek or Leopold could not find them easily.The two exceptionally skilled men were at a loss in their search for them.Tabitha's adoptive parents had long passed away, and she had few attachments left in this world.As for Derek, he was the last bond she severed.Since then, she had lived like a free bird, soaring through the expansive skies without restraint.Derek could only face this loneliness alone, year after year.One year, two years, three years...Tabitha remained a thorn in Derek's heart, impossible to remove or forget. Each time he thought of her, a dull ache pierced his heart.Over these three years, Derek's position had become increasingly secure.The plan he had meticulously crafted for a decade was finally reaching its fruition.Without Ta
Third person's POV"Jasper, how is it?" Tabitha stood up abruptly.Jasper's expression was grave. "Tabitha, the results aren't good. You need to terminate the pregnancy immediately."Tabitha stared at the tumor data on the report and staggered back a step.She had almost forgotten about the lesion inside her body over the past year, until the cold numbers brought reality crashing back."Could there be a mistake?" Her voice trembled."Why would I lie to you?" Jasper suddenly became agitated. "I traveled far and wide to find herbs for a cure, all of this was for you!"Tabitha hastily apologized, "I'm sorry, I just... I'll accept the treatment."At Jasper's urging, Tabitha was wheeled into the gynecology clinic.When the doctor signaled for her to undress in English, a sudden cramp hit her lower abdomen.She lied about needing the restroom and stumbled out of the clinic.As she passed through the corridor, fam