Chapter 642

In a dim underground space, a light bulb flickered on and off. There was a damp, musty smell in the air. Rats squeaked and scurried about in a pile of trash.

Renee was lying on an old, torn mat. Still groggy, she struggled to open her eyes.

"You're finally awake. I was worried I went too far with the drugs and ended up killing you!" The man in a plaid shirt gave his glasses a nudge while he stared at Renee. His smile was creepy.

Renee wanted to get up, but her hands and feet were bound by ropes. The worst part was she barely had any strength to get up.

"W-Why did you kidnap me? I don't think I've ever done anything to you…" Renee mustered all her strength to speak, and yet her voice still sounded weak.

"You did nothing to me, of course. You're just unlucky for bumping into a pervert like me…" The man kneeled next to Renee and touched her face. The softness of her skin excited him.

"Tsk, tsk. Your face, your skin, and your body… Even if I only get to do this once, I'd die with no