Chapter 649

Peter’s face loomed closer, his hands tearing at Debra’s blouse.

The ripping sound of fabric seemed to thrill him further as he lifted the whip and lashed it down hard on

her.

Debra screamed in panic. “Help! Somebody, help me.”

Just then, the door burst open. Peter jumped, frantically pulling up his pants.

“Damn, who the hell is ruining the fun?”

He hadn’t even finished his cursing when he spotted a brooding Drake at the door.

“M–Mr. Lowe,” Peter stammered, collapsing to the floor

shaky breath. Drake had arrived

a misunderstanding.” Peter stammered, pointing at Debra. “It was her.

that moment, Debra’s wrist was cuffed to the bedpost, her face streaked with tears. Her

revealing the whip

how things looked, no one

he’d been set up

years. You gotta believe me. It was

finish, Drake pulled out a gun and, without hesitation,

echoed in the room, followed by

the handcuff that bound Debra, and threw his coat over her shoulders.

and

through the hallway, the malds

in Drake’s arms, happy about

down

scared,

she had finally earned a place in his mind. A beast like him

Unlike Peter’s, Drake’s room was clean and empty. There were no decorations, no TV, no computer,

was unnervingly

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