Due to the effects of the drug, Lydia's voice had become soft and seductive. Coupled with the flirtatious glances she deliberately cast, the two men in charge of filming exchanged knowing looks and broke into lecherous grins."I thought you were all pure and innocent, but it turns out you're one of us. How do you want to play this?" one of them asked."First, untie me, won't you? It's no fun playing like this," Lydia responded coyly."You're not planning to make a run for it, are you?" one of the men asked suspiciously.Lydia answered with a soft, enticing tone, "Even if I wanted to run, where could I go? Besides, I'm too weak to move. I'm just hoping you gentlemen will take good care of me. Even if you let me go, I wouldn't want to leave."Her words sent waves of excitement through the men. The one with buckteeth eagerly untied the ropes around Lydia's wrists, while another man freed her legs. The thinnest of the three hesitated, expressing concern. "Are you sure about this? Sibyl to
"Play, my ass! We're screwed! Hurry up and untie yourself—she's escaped!""What? She got away?"The bucktoothed man quickly tore off the shirt that had been covering his eyes, only to see the skinny guy collapsed on the ground, clutching his groin in pain, groaning so pitifully it made him wince just hearing it.The burly man shouted angrily, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and untie me!""Oh, right..." The bucktoothed man fumbled, his hands shaking as he tried to untie the rope. But Lydia had anticipated needing to escape, so she'd made sure to knot the rope tightly. When the burly man saw Lydia making a run for it earlier, he had panicked and struggled hard, making the knot even tighter. Despite the bucktoothed man's efforts, the knot refused to budge."You idiot! What the hell are you doing? I told you to untie me, not make it tighter!""I'm trying! But this knot is too tight! Maybe I should just go after her first? If Sibyl finds out she got away, we're all dead!""Forg
As soon as any woman who has been drugged appears, take her to see her immediately.At this moment, Lydia was hiding in the ladies' restroom. The drug was tormenting her, making her feel unbearably uncomfortable. In an attempt to calm herself down, she could only run cold water in the restroom.She locked herself in one of the stalls, hugging her arms tightly as her face flushed with redness. It felt as if thousands of ants were biting her all over, and she didn't know when the torture would end.She didn't dare to leave the stall, nor did she dare to make any noise, fearing that Sibyl would suddenly find her.Meanwhile, Lambert and Bob had successfully entered the bar. With Bob's experience, he quickly deduced that Lydia had likely escaped because the men stationed at the door were especially vigilant about women leaving the bar. It seemed that several women had been taken away."Boss, Lydia must have escaped.""Hmm, but she hasn't left the bar yet! Did you notice? The women being ta
Lydia, feeling increasingly agitated from the lingering effects of the drug, began to tug at her clothes in frustration. She then straddled Lambert, biting and nipping at him like a small, confused animal.Lambert couldn't help but chuckle. His clothes were already in shreds from Lydia's frantic attempts. Seeing her snow-white skin, his pupils dilated, and all his previous considerations were thrown out the window. The only thing on his mind now was to pin this woman beneath him and claim her completely."Lydia, this time, you're the one who came to me," Lambert murmured hoarsely, his voice thick with suppressed emotions, which now surged forth like a beast unleashed from its cage.That night was filled with passion, with both of them lost in a frenzy of desire.Meanwhile, at the Fraine household, the atmosphere was somber.The exquisite dishes on the dining table had long gone cold. Andrew sat there with a furrowed brow, repeatedly dialing Lydia's number. Wythe, his chubby face fille
In a luxurious hotel, Lydia hurriedly searched for the room number on her phone. She had long golden hair, dressed in a black dress. Unlike her usual preference for a natural look, she wore light makeup today.Her beautiful and gentle face was adorned with a faint smile of happiness, her heart beating wildly, and her cheeks flushed with excitement.Today was Lydia and her husband Ron's first wedding anniversary, a very important day for Lydia. Because today, she would truly become Ron's wife!Yes, although Lydia had been married to Ron for a year, they hadn't had any intimate contact yet. Ron's attitude towards her had always been lukewarm, which made her feel uneasy.But yesterday, Ron suddenly called and invited her for a date. She believed that everything would be different from today onwards!Standing at the door of room 306, Lydia took a deep breath, tidied her slightly messy hair, and smiled as she raised her hand to knock on the door.The door opened, revealing a familiar and h
Lydia subconsciously reached out and grabbed the man's sleeve. Her vision began to blur, and she felt like a drowning person grasping onto a floating reed unwilling to let go.Lambert lowered his head and saw a pair of stubborn yet bewildered eyes. The woman's face was flushed suspiciously, her torn strap and her current expression made Lambert quickly understand the situation.She must have been drugged!Seeing Lambert's furrowed brow, the bodyguard standing not far behind him quickly stepped forward, pulling the woman who was still grabbing onto his clothes away. At the same time, he broke out in a cold sweat, realizing he had just failed in his duty.His boss was not someone to be trifled with. Those who offended him usually had only one outcome: death."Bit*h, stop right there!" The man with a hand covering his head came over, and upon seeing Lambert standing in front of Lydia, he angrily questioned, "Who are you? Mind your own business!"Lambert's expression darkened, and he orde
The morning sunlight streamed through the window mullions, casting gentle rays onto the hotel's large bed, adding a peaceful aura to the sleeping woman. Lydia was awakened by the sound of the phone, slowly opening her eyes to find herself unclothed. Her head still felt heavy with sleep, but her current situation sparked a subconscious sense of fear.After a series of annoying phone rings, she heard a sexy, husky voice, "Hello? It's me!"The unfamiliar voice startled Lydia awake from her daze. Memories of her unconscious state flooded back, causing her fair face to instantly drain of color! She seemed to have been drugged yesterday! And apparently ended up in bed with a stranger!Lydia's expression was filled with uncertainty. She had been celebrating her wedding anniversary with Ron yesterday. How could a sleazy man break in, and that glass of red wine felt suspicious.A thought kept recurring in Lydia's mind, but she couldn't bring herself to believe it. She took a deep breath, bitin
"Ron!"Lydia gnashed her teeth as she uttered the name. Compared to Maggie, who always liked to compete with her for things, Ron's betrayal cut her even deeper!Lydia's sudden appearance momentarily stunned the two people on the sofa who were engaging in their daytime debauchery. However, being shameless people by nature, they merely paused briefly when Lydia opened the door, quickly returning to their calm demeanor.Maggie leisurely dismounted from Ron's body, even giving Lydia a disdainful glance, before walking naturally into their bedroom to change clothes.Seeing Maggie's familiar appearance shattered the last trace of hope in Lydia's heart. She was indeed foolish! Maggie was so familiar with this place, indicating she had been here more than once! She even seemed more like the host of this house than Lydia herself!Ron showed no intention of avoiding the situation. He casually lit a cigarette, reclining on the sofa, exhaling smoke clouds, and spoke with extreme disdain, "What's