Chapter 91

Bianca was slumped on the floor inside the room, trembling all over. Ending up in the hands of a monster like Kyle was a fate worse than death.

She was bound and unable to move. All she could do was lie there and wait for despair to take over her.

Another woman was on the couch. She looked drunk, and her hair was splayed loosely over her face. Her beautiful face was vaguely visible underneath it.

It was noisy inside the room as the men cursed and made lewd comments. Dirty joke after dirty joke came from their mouths, and it was raucous.

Kyle sat on the couch. He pulled something out of his pocket and poured the contents into his mouth, swallowing it. Then, he smiled freakishly, looking like he'd been possessed.

Timothy's gaze turned frosty. Kyle deserved to die for daring to touch something like that.

A man noticed Timothy and roared, "Where'd this bastard come from? How dare you just come in here like that?"

Kyle leered at Timothy. "Do you want to join in on the fun?"

Timoth