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?"

off!" Her fight was accompanied by a stream of

John, Flora, even in heels, stood taller than

power; she had

play;

was all

pain that nearly doubled her over. "What a feel, worthy of a star,

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

in the feeling, John's hand lingered, his face twisting into

lifted her head, glaring at John with bloodshot

their way with. And if anyone's to blame, blame your sugar

back to their gambling. This sort of spectacle

ended up revealing their basest