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

a shaky breath. Drake

is all a misunderstanding.” Peter stammered, pointing at

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

hurriedly covered her chest, purposefully revealing the whip

his throat. Given how things looked, no one would believe

been set

worked for you for so many years. You gotta believe me.

finish, Drake pulled out a gun and,

deafening shot echoed in the room, followed by Peter’s scream, filled with

threw his coat over her

one outside dared to interfere, and no

Drake carried Debra through the hallway, the

in Drake’s arms, happy about her

down

scared,

his mind. A beast like him rarely

Drake’s room was clean and empty. There were

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