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

a shaky breath. Drake had arrived

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

the bedpost, her

chest, purposefully revealing the

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

realized he’d been set up by

worked for you for so many years.

a gun and,

the room, followed

that bound Debra, and threw his coat over her

one outside dared to interfere, and no one came to

through the hallway, the

Drake’s arms, happy

frowned, glancing down at

scared,

like him rarely cared about anyone. At least for now, he

to his bedroom. Unlike Peter’s, Drake’s room was clean and empty. There

it was

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