Chapter 629

The voice sent chills down Debra's spine. Instinctively, she took a step back, but before she could retreat further, her wrists were gripped tightly.

Drake stood just inches away from her, his pale eyes glinting with sinister amusement that made her skin crawl.

"Scared of me?"

"Screw you!"

Her strength took Drake by surprise as she tore her hands free. Without hesitation, she swung her arm and slapped him across the face with all the force she could muster. The sharp sound of the slap echoed in the air, releasing the fury, frustration, and hatred that had built up inside her.

This bastard had treated her like prey, dragging her into a sick, twisted game.

"Mr. Lowe!" Peter freaked out.

Drake's face reddened from the impact of Debra's slap, and a trickle of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. But instead of reacting with anger, he casually wiped the blood away, inspecting it with a cold, detached expression.

these years, you're the first to make me bleed," he

"I can make you bleed a second time. Want to try

at her with unsettling interest. He waved his hand, and

"Imagine I chop off your hands,

his eyes radiating a bone-chilling coldness There was no humanity in him just the sick enjoyment of someone who took pleasure in playing withdife and

try?

flicker of fear. If anything,

Drake's smirk faltered, the

fading as he bent down, bringing the blade dangerously close to her hand. He had hoped to see her crumble and beg for mercy, but instead,

he slammed the knife

muttered, standing up. "Take

the two

heaved a sigh of relief. Her back was soaked in cold

bluffing, and it had

man Drake was after just two encounters. He thrived on power and control,

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