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

let out a shaky breath. Drake had arrived just

all a misunderstanding.” Peter stammered, pointing at

Debra’s wrist was cuffed to the bedpost, her face streaked with tears. Her clothes

covered her chest, purposefully revealing the whip marks

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

he’d been

for so many years. You

Drake pulled out a gun and, without hesitation, fired at

in the room, followed

handcuff that bound Debra, and threw his coat over her shoulders.

interfere, and no one came to help Peter.

Drake carried Debra through the hallway,

in Drake’s arms, happy

glancing down

scared, but

finally earned a place in his mind. A beast like him rarely cared about anyone. At

clean and empty. There were

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