Chapter 62
I walking toward Enrica.
Rohana shot a look at the tour male models, and they immediately caught on. With smirks on their faces, they started walk
“Hey, you really shouldn’thight it after taking something like that. Let us help you out.“”
“Not to brag, but the tour of us? We’re pros. At the club, just one night withras costs tens of thousands.”
“You’re getting our services for free today!”
Enrica felt sick listening to their tilthy words. She was filled with disgust. But the moment they touched her arm, her body instinctively leaned toward them. She
hated herself for it
|_ She dig her nails into her palm, trying to suppress the overwhelming impulses. Her lips were bitten raw with the taste of blood filling her mouth. Shame flooded
ber.
Robana looked like she was enjoying the show. She grinned proudly.
“Enrica, enjoy the little gift I prepared for you. After tonight, you’ll be the talk of Evemorth‘
Then she tumed to one of the models and instructed, “Don’t just have tun–remember to film it. And don’t overdo it. Try not to kill her.“|||
They held down Enrica’s arms, and her heart filled with reguet and despair. She should’ve hailed a cab the moment she walked out. Maybe then, she would have a silver of chance, but now, she didn’t even have the strength to cry for help. How was she supposed to get away?
Rohana was very satisfied with the scene unfolding before her and turned to leave. Suddenly, someone approached her. Startled, she turned around and froze. Zayme was standing right behind her, his expression thunderous
“You when did you get here?” Rohana’s face twisted with annoyance. “Get away from me. That cheap stench on you is making me gag.”
Zayne stared at her, dark eyes flashing with danger. Without a word, he reached out and grabbed her arm, his voice cold and sharp. “What did you do?”
Rohana screamed in pain. “Let go of me, you asshole! Ah!”
She didn’t even get to finish her curse. Zayne’s grip tightened, his strength increasing.
“Let go! You’re hurting me!” she shouted.
Zayne’s fury sitameted beneath the surface. His voice was low and seething with rage. “What did you do to her?”
“I just put something in her drink, that’s all…” Rohana was filled with hatred, but she didn’t dare lie. “I didn’t even have time to do anything…
Zayne glanced at the four male models. That was all he needed to see to understand what was going on. He flung Rohana aside, and she hit the ground hard with a thud.
Zayne strode over to Entica, glared at the male models, and warned, “Let her go.”
The four exchanged looks For some reason, they instinctively obeyed and released her.
lur’s body collapsed downward. Zayne caught her in time and pulled her into his arms.
He shot dezgets at the four men and ordered, “Leave!”
The models went pale, and they bulled without even sparing Rolania another glance,
Zayne bent down, scooped Enfica up, and carried her toward the cub. Then, he hailed a fax,
Juhana lay oncile grond, her whole body aching from the fall. It felt like her bones weir shattered. Mar stared hatefully at Zayruf’s back as he walked away, her jaw clenched with fury.
That bastard! One day, she was going to make him pay for this.
Just thuen, agentle, polite voler sounded behind her. “Miss, did you fall? Do you need help?”
Rolana Humed ber head and say a tl
w a stranger she didn’t recognize. He was dressed neatly, with gold–toned glasses and a kind tace
but his clothes were plan and cheap. He was definitely not someone worth remembering: Slær stred hlmnplita sermod, then snapped, “What’s it to you? det lost!”
