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

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

cuffed to the bedpost, her

revealing the

words died in his throat. Given how things looked, no one would believe

been set up

you for so many years. You gotta believe me. It was

a

room, followed by Peter’s scream, filled with

his coat over her shoulders. He then

to interfere, and no one came

Debra through the

Drake’s arms, happy about

frowned, glancing down at

scared,

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

Drake’s room was clean and

it was unnervingly

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