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 just in

misunderstanding.” Peter stammered, pointing at

the bedpost, her face streaked with tears. Her clothes

her chest, purposefully revealing the whip

throat. Given how

suddenly realized he’d been

so many years. You gotta believe me. It

finish, Drake pulled out a gun and, without hesitation, fired at Peter’s

shot echoed in the room, followed

Debra, and threw his coat

outside dared to interfere, and no one came to help

the hallway, the malds whispered

trembled in Drake’s arms, happy about

down at her.

wasn’t scared, but

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

bedroom. Unlike Peter’s, Drake’s room was clean and

was

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