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."

was cuffed to the bedpost, her face streaked with tears. Her

covered her chest, purposefully revealing

died in his throat. Given how things looked, no

been set up by

so many years.

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 with

the bed, shot the handcuff that bound Debra, and threw his coat over her shoulders. He then

one outside dared to interfere, and no one came

the hallway, the maids whispered

in Drake's arms, happy about

glancing down at her.

wasn't scared, but

arrival meant she had finally earned a place in his mind. A beast like him rarely

now,

her.

BUMS

empty. There were no decorations, no TV, no computer,

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