Amara was an utter slut. Tristan would get her tonight!Not only that, but it seemed that Brandon was the one who'd come up with the idea to slander Tristan. At that moment, a murderous intent rose up in Tristan's mind. He would not forgive either of them! He would make them both pay for their acti
As Tristan approached the Porsche slowly, Amara and Brandon were completely unaware that danger was approaching them. They were enjoying themselves thoroughly inside. "Darling, faster! Just a bit faster!" Amara sounded ecstatic and also seductive."Oh, Amara. You're crazier tonight than you've ever
"Brandon! Brandon!" In the car, Amara screamed his name in fear.However, Brandon had no reaction at all. Blood rushed out of his head, staining the ground scarlet. There was another series of thumps as Tristan expressionlessly struck Brandon a few more times to ensure that he would not wake up aga
"No!" Amara turned back in fright to see the contorted expression on Tristan's face."Ha!" Tristan grinned evilly and grabbed her arm. He pulled her back roughly and threw her to the ground.She hissed in pain as she fell heavily to the ground, and she gritted her teeth. However, the fear in her hea
"What?" Amara's pupils constricted.Tristan wanted her to…It was impossible! She couldn't! She could never do it!She was Amara! She was a top student from the model academy, and all her suitors were accomplished men. It was impossible for her to be with someone so ugly and dirty!"You're not will
Tristan stopped what he was doing. He felt Amara trembling in his arms. He knew that she had completely broken down.There was a cold smile on his lips. "Since you're willing to accept your punishment, show me your sincerity.""You… What do you want me to do?" Amara's face turned pale with fear."Kn
A pungent smell filled her nostrils, and Amara immediately felt nauseous. However, she did not want to anger Tristan, so she suppressed her feelings.She closed her eyes, feeling aggrieved.Tristan saw everything. He looked down loftily at the haughty Amara, who was now being trampled under his feet
Amara picked up her high heels from the passenger's seat. It was the only weapon she currently had.She judged the distance between her and Tristan to be about ten feet. The distance might be enough for her to escape from him, especially since he had just come; she thought he wouldn't be as strong