Vicky did not resist Tyler at first, but at this moment, she did not feel appalled at all apart from the fear she felt from earlier....The next day, Vicky woke up with dark eye bags.She had woken up half an hour late as she would often wake up early to prepare breakfast for Tyler. However, after what happened the night before, she did not know how to face him.His handsome looks and cold demeanor had eaten away her guard. He did not seem interested in women and would often be extremely distant, so Vicky forgot that he was still an adult man and that it was dangerous for her to be alone with a man under the same roof.What happened the night before was the perfect example of it.She went to wash up and thought that Tyler must have already left at this time, only to find Tyler sitting elegantly on the couch in the living room.There was not a single wrinkle on his shirt, and his black trousers outlined his long legs.He seemed to have returned to normalcy without a trace of hi
Tyler's expression hardened. "Fine, then." He stood, his towering height giving him an intimidating presence. "I'm off to work."She stared at him as he turned around and said, "Mister Hart, I've been here...far too long. I should get going now."He stilled and turned to look at her. "If it's because of what happened last night, I can assure you that it won't happen again."She instinctively looked away from his piercing gaze. "No, that's not it. The matter with Jonathan is about to be resolved, and it's just time for me to go back..." she spoke hesitantly.Up until this point, she had not received any update from Gloria and Mister George, so she was merely leaving because she realized how dangerous it was for her to stay with a man under the same roof.She thought everything through the night before and noticed that part of what happened was her responsibility, as well as some of her actions, which might have been misleading.Vicky hated owing people and thought Tyler was only t
Vicky, having gotten used to the darkness, spotted two figures sneaking into the room.Her eyes widened, and she started hyperventilating.She had not expected such a thing to happen in a motel and instantly fell into a depth of intense panic.She did not know if the men who entered the room were local thugs or if she had been discovered by Jonathan's men. Nonetheless, this was not the time to debate that; she knew she had to focus on escaping.Not daring to make a sound, she quietly picked up her phone and slipped out of bed.The men who entered were still adjusting to the darkness and were extremely careful not to make a sound.Vicky, too, did not search for weapons out of fear she might make a sound.'If they came looking for money, they'd leave after taking my purse on the nightstand. But if they came to take me...' she thought.Knowing she would not stand a chance against two men, she decided to run as soon as they got close to the bed.Despite the fear that threatened to
Vicky turned around and realized the two men were right behind her.Before she had the chance to call for help, they covered her mouth and dragged her outside.She watched as one of the men picked up her phone from the ground before shutting it down with a big grin on his face.It was at this very moment that Vicky learned what true despair felt like.She struggled with all her might, causing the men to slow down and making it difficult to drag her away.Though there were not a lot of people around, their plan would be ruined if Vicky managed to draw any attention to her.They thus exchanged a knowing glance before knocking her out....When Vicky woke up, she found herself in an abandoned warehouse and heard the two men talking from a distance."This chick looks ravishing.""Yeah. She's better-looking than any Zendonian I've ever seen.""Today's our lucky day.""I heard that Zendonian women tend to be more conservative, and she might try to kill herself when she wakes up.
Vicky looked at the man hopefully. "Really?"The man studied her greedily. "Of course. We wouldn't want to kill you either."It was strange that though Tyler tried to be intimate with her the night before, Vicky was not at all appalled and only felt scared. On the other hand, the man before had not even touched her, and she was already disgusted beyond words.Vicky lowered her gaze to hide the contempt in her eyes. "I... I'm a little nervous. Can we chat for a bit?"The man was bored as well and was overjoyed that Vicky was willing to cooperate. He sat by the bed and said, "Sure. What do you want to talk about? Oh, I don't know your name yet... What's your name?""What's yours?" Vicky asked."My name is Tom."Vicky pretended like she did not hear him. "What? I can't hear you."The man leaned closer. "My name is Tom. Did you hear me this time?"Vicky smiled. "I heard you."The man was practically drooling when he saw the smile on Vicky's face. He rubbed his mouth and asked, "W
Vicky never expected the men to be sadists.The pain numbed her mind, and she could only try to protect her head instinctively.'Am I having a nightmare? If it is, please…let me wake up,' she whimpered internally.The pain and despair had stopped her from crying entirely.The men enjoyed beating people because they were aroused by others' wails and screams, so they were both displeased by Vicky's silence."Why isn't she screaming?""Yeah. She isn't crying either. How boring.""Are we not beating her hard enough? Or is it not painful enough?""Let's hit harder, then."The two men rested for a while and were about to start beating Vicky again when they heard a loud sound coming from the warehouse entrance.The rusty door collapsed, startling the two men.A tall man dressed in a black trench coat stormed in and scanned the room, immediately spotting Vicky on the bed.She curled herself into a ball and shivered as her long hair covered her face, concealing any emotions she had
The look in Tyler's eyes darkened when he saw the handcuffs on Vicky's wrists.He grabbed onto the cuffs and snapped them open before laying his jacket onto Vicky's shoulders as her clothes were all torn by the whip.The warmth on his jacket chased away the cold, and his arrival felt like heaven-sent.Vicky had never wished to see him so desperately, and all the despair she felt exploded.She threw herself into his arms and broke down in tears.Instead of pushing her away, he tapped her gently on the back in consolation.The two men wailed and whimpered on the ground."Help. It hurts..."Vicky snapped out of it and tugged at Tyler's shirt. "Let's just go."She did not want to stay for another moment. There was no way that they could call the police as Jonathan was looking for her.Tyler nodded and lifted Vicky in his arms. In the process, however, he accidentally grazed her wounds, and she paled in pain.He immediately paused. "Does it hurt badly?"She gritted her teeth and
Tyler brought the first-aid kit, two towels, and an ice pack.Vicky's cheeks were swollen at this moment as she had been slapped multiple times.He wrapped a towel around the ice pack and handed it to her. "Put it over your face to see if you can get the swelling to go down.""Okay. Thank you." She reached out to grab the ice pack, but Tyler remained still, so she shot him a confused look. "What's wrong?"He lowered his gaze and said, "I need to treat the wounds on your back as well."Her breath caught in her throat as realization dawned on her.She had been whipped so many times that she felt numb, and though she did not know the level of severity of her wounds, she knew that her wounds would get infected.Since most of her wounds were on her back, she could not possibly treat them herself. Tyler was the only one who could help her.She clenched her jaw to suppress her embarrassment. "I... I'll leave it to you, then."Tyler had seen her naked in the past, so she knew there wa