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

shaky breath. Drake had arrived just in

all a misunderstanding.” Peter stammered, pointing at Debra. “It was

wrist was cuffed to the bedpost, her

covered her chest, purposefully revealing the whip

Given how things

realized he’d been set up

worked for you for so many years. You gotta believe me. It was her.

he could finish, Drake pulled out a gun and, without

the room, followed

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

outside dared to interfere, and no one

through the

trembled in Drake’s arms, happy about

down at her.

wasn’t scared,

mind. A beast like him rarely cared about anyone. At least for now, he would

brought her to his bedroom. Unlike Peter’s, Drake’s room was clean and

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