Chapter 212

Lillian trembled violently, her thin robe barely clinging to her body, revealing the lacy lingerie beneath – an ensemble she had chosen specifically for Max. Her vulnerability was further exposed when Connor, driven mad by drugs and pain, began to drag her towards the bedroom.

“Bullshit! Your old man practically gift–wrapped you for me. Now come on, I can’t hold back any longer.

With that, he yanked her into the room, her robe falling open. Connor’s eyes gleamed with a rabid hunger at the sight of her revealing attire, and in a fit of fury, he slapped her hard across the face. “Slut! Can’t believe how easy you are.”

The slap left Lillian disoriented, her ears ringing, unable to utter a word, as waves of coursed through her body..

“Help! Somebody help me!”

pain

Her pleas went unheard. Lillian, in an attempt to avoid any interruptions for Connor’s twisted delight, had already sent everyone away. Now, she was utterly alone. Cameron and the bodyguards, never suspecting she would come to this ordeal herself, were oblivious to her plight.

to the door frame, Lillian was no match for the brute force of an enraged man. Connor pulled her in and began tearing at

wildly. As she ran, she kept looking back to see if anyone was catching up. She got scared

corridor.

She thought she heard a ringtone but dismissed it as her imagination

out softly, but the thick walls muffled her voice.

struggled with the lock for a while, and soon, the security team of the Hatfield family arrived. The security team was directed by Sammuel to check

when suddenly, a hand reached out from within the room, pulling her inside. The door was left slightly ajar

Brielle’s anxiety eased. “Mr. Dorsey, are you okay? Let

had her pinned beneath him, his

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flooded with the dazzling fireworks of desire. “Mr. Dorsey. Max,

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