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.

Debra let out a shaky breath. Drake had arrived just in time.

"Sir, this is all a misunderstanding," Peter stammered, pointing at Debra. "It was her. She came onto me."

moment, Debra's wrist was cuffed to the bedpost, her face streaked

revealing the whip

in his throat. Given how things looked,

realized he'd been

so many years. You gotta believe me.

could finish, Drake pulled out a gun and, without hesitation, fired at Peter's leg. The deafening shot echoed in the room, followed by Peter's scream, filled

and threw his coat over her shoulders. He then scooped her

and no one came

carried Debra through the hallway, the maids

arms,

glancing down at her.

scared, but

had finally earned a place in

now,

her.

BUMS

clean and empty. There were no

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