You Can Convince Me?

The man said nothing and immediately took a seat a few meters in front of Liana to aim at his target on the chair.

Liana looked down. To be honest, she was scared, but the woman had to point out to Luke that they had caught the wrong person.

"A rich man like you must be smart, right?" asked Liana between sobs. "Why don't you get the right information before you kill someone?"

"My mistake is only one in ten thousand to kill you," Luke replied, gesturing to his aim.

"Actually, I'm the one in your number one. We don't know each other and I've never been pregnant or given birth."

Luke frowned before slowly lowering the rifle. In fact, he didn't feel sorry for Liana at all, nor did he have any sympathy for this cry.

"You can convince me?"

Liana's scream faded when she heard Luke's question. She thought the man wanted to ask his friends for evidence for some kind of little investigation, but this innocent suspicion had to be disproved when Luke approached and roughly tore the tank top she was wearing.

"What would you do?" asked Liana, half hysterical.

"You said you were going to prove it, right? So let me 'prove' it myself from your body."

"What? No! I don't want to."

"What happened to you? Did a rogue give you a blood potion to make you look like a real human?"

"What do you mean?"

"I already lowered my rifle when you asked me to find information, now I want to find information you refuse to give me. Are you playing with me?" asked Luke, holding Liana's chin. "I hate being played by cheap women like you, so don't betray me."

"I-it's not like that! I-"

Liana flinched a little as Luke ripped the entire tank top off her body. Now she was wearing only a black bra with a medium cup.

Luke didn't smile or grin at all. He just stared at Liana's face with a cold and deadly look.

"Why are you like that?" asked Luke when he saw Liana pressing her legs together. "You're really good at playing games."

Luke pulled Liana's jaw so she wouldn't look down. "Now you want to lie to me by pretending to be a virgin?"

"I've never slept with another man!"

"You still dare to lie?!" Luke suppressed both his speech and the pressure on Liana's jaw. "I don't like rebellious girls like you!"

Luke felt that Liana was just lying. He had already seen the place where the message had entered via a special link, then in a few seconds Luke felt that he knew this woman's scent.

On the other hand, Luke also found many photos of Liana from the time when she was still in school and university and worked in a French restaurant.

And most importantly, the memories from a year ago still include the CCTV video between Luke and Liana in a hotel.

How else could this woman lie?

She lives alone in the shabby apartment he now occupies.

"I can't make love to a woman in this position. I will untie your ropes, if you try to leave and are stubborn, then the bet is your life".

Liana shook her head and cried. She couldn't scream at all with such an almost threadless body.

"Please... Please, don't do anythinga. Don't touch me."

"What do you mean 'not here'? You want us to do it in the room?" Luke laughed as he untied the rope that bound Liana's body tightly. "But unfortunately there is no proper place to lay your body."

Liana cried, she felt that her eyelids had heated up until they couldn't produce any more tears. The feeling of fatigue had also taken over her body until it was difficult to move.

The ropes that bound Liana's body slowly loosened. When her brain thought of a way to escape, the beautiful girl's entire body immediately resisted. She didn't even have the strength to run.

And how strange it would be if Luke didn't lock the door or put his bodyguards on both sides of the room.

All ways are closed and there is nothing to do but to surrender and be silent.

Liana stopped crying, even though fear had taken over her whole body by now. She let Luke take off his pants first.

The man was silent when he found no traces of stitches on Liana's stomach. He thought that maybe this woman had not given birth surgically.

Luke pulled Liana's pants down and dropped them carelessly. Now the woman in front of him was wearing only underwear of the same color.

"I just noticed that you're not crying anymore," Luke said, smiling slightly at Liana. He just felt that this woman was no different than any other whore.

She would justify any means for money.

"Shall we do it on a chair?" Luke asked Liana who was still sitting on the chair with her legs crossed.

This place is very large and Luke used it to store some expensive wine with golden years. There are no tables or soft objects, only ceramics.

"I even forgot the last time I set foot in this basement," Luke thought as he saw that the tiles were very dirty with shoe dust and liquid.

"What is that? You threw up?" asked Luke, who accidentally stepped on Liana's vomit.

The vomit was filled with water, which at first was also Liana's tank top and pants.

"Damn it."

Of course he didn't want to get dirty, but what could he do. He wouldn't let a whore's body into his room or sleep in any of the rooms in this house.

"Let's do it."

Luke immediately heard a small, soft cry from Liana's mouth. He took her hand and pulled her to her feet.

The man in the black suit sat down on the chair Liana had been sitting in, then unbuckled his own belt.

"Come closer, you have to do the same as last year." Luke smiled, condescending to Liana. "I know you have all the styles memorized when you make love to me. So don't miss a single move."