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.

all these years, you're the first to make

mocked, eyes blazing with defiance. "I can make you bleed

with unsettling interest. He waved his hand, and two of

I chop off your hands, sending each

a bone-chilling coldness There was no humanity in him just the sick enjoyment of someone who took pleasure

you try? Let's see

fear. If anything, her eyes

Drake's smirk faltered, the

blade dangerously close to her hand. He had hoped

a frustrated sigh, he slammed the

muttered, standing

sir," replied the two men, dragging Debra

of relief. Her back was

been bluffing, and

out what kind of man Drake was after just two encounters. He thrived on power and control, feeding off

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