Chapter 64
“Let go of me!” Samantha struggled even harder, but the man on top of her, who reeked of stale cigarettes, kissed her face with his wet, saliva–covered lips. The sensation made her stomach chum she hit him -on the back, the head — amwhere she enulil reach, but it was useless.
Her clothes, already skimpre fue to her job at the club, tore easily under his rough hands. The man sneered, his expression darkening. “You’d better behave, sweetheart. Otherwise, don’t blame me if you can’t even get out of bed when I’m done with you.”
“Let me go!” Panic surged through her. Her hand groped frantically along the nightstand until her fingers closed around something cold and solid Without hesitation, she slammed it hard against the man’s head
—an ashtray.
The impact rang through the room, the ashtray shattering ont impact. The man froze for a second, stunned. Then, rage twisted his face, and he raised a hand to slap
Samantha gritted her teeth and struck him again. Andapal
Blood in ided down his forehead. He noticed it, touched his forehead, and got blood on his hand. Then, his expression twisted into something even more vicious
heglared at her
“How dare Before he could finish, his eyes rolled back, and his body collapsed onto the bed. The bright red blood seeped into the pristine white sheets, spreading rapidly.
mantha’s mind spun, Staring at the blood around her, she was shocked and scared, but there was also a strange feeling of satisfaction. Men like him deserved to punished, but what now? What was she supposed to do?
e were people outside the door, and she couldn’t escape. If they found out what she had done… she didn’t even want to imagine the consequences. In her panic, nides came to mind
- ay. Gritting her
Steeling herself, she swallowed her revulsion and searched his pockets before pulling out his phone. It was locked, so she couldn’t use it right away. teeth, she pressed his fingers against the screen until she managed to unlockat.
Samantha dialed a phone number. Ever since that last incident, she had dug op Leonardo’s business card and memorized his number. She had no idea why she had done it at that time, but right now, he was the only person she could turn to.
Right then, a bitter thought crept in Samantha had tried so hard to maintain her pride in front of Leonardo, determined to prove she didn’t need him. But here she was, desperately calling for his help. She had no idea if he would help her, but there was no other option.
She quickly entered Leonardo’s phone number. The first time, he unmediately declined her call. The second time, he didn’t answer. The third time he finally picked up.
“Hello.” Leonardo’s calm, distant voice came through.
“Leonardo, it’s me, Samantha!” Her voice shook a little, but she made sure to say her name, terrified that he wouldn’t recognize her.
-What do you want
*1-1birki billed someone.
“Tell me where you are.”
“The club, I don’t know which private rou “Check if he’s actually dead first.”
Samantha broke down. “Am I going to jail? How many years will I get? Or will they just execute me?”
