Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 156 Humanity, the Hardest Truth to Face

Hearing this, Flora turned and fled, a sense of powerlessness overwhelming her.

She knew she was just one of Victor's many women, unable to argue or blame him. She had only one thought to run as fast and as far as possible.

But in high heels; how could she outpace these men? Especially on unfamiliar turf.

Inside Grape Casino, the sprawling establishment buzzed with both glee and indifference. Laughter echoed among the knowing, while bystanders continued their play, occasionally glancing over at the commotion, egging it on. The darker aspects of human nature-lurid fascination with turmoil and a detached amusement in others' misfortunes-were on full display.

In no time, Flora was cornered by John's henchmen.

"Get off me, get away from me!" Flora demanded, struggling fiercely.

John's guys were rough around the edges, with little concern for gentleness. They chuckled at Flora's spirited resistance. "Hey, superstar, I'd chill out if I were you," one of the goons jeered. "The more you fight, the more you're gonna get hurt. Why bother?"

get off!" Her fight was accompanied by a

before John, Flora, even in heels, stood taller than him by half a head. But that was

power; she had

wanted to play; she was

was

cupped Flora's chest roughly, causing her a searing pain that nearly doubled

I'll make sure you enjoy this," he said

feeling, John's hand lingered, his face

touch me, get away!" Flora lifted her head, glaring at

means something? You're just leftovers that men have had their way with. And if anyone's to blame, blame your sugar daddy-he's the

their gambling. This sort of spectacle wasn't new to

their basest