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 had arrived just

a misunderstanding.” Peter stammered, pointing at

cuffed to the bedpost,

chest, purposefully revealing the

his throat. Given how things

suddenly realized he’d been set up by

for so many years. You gotta believe me. It was

could finish, Drake pulled out a gun and, without hesitation, fired at Peter’s

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

Debra, and threw his coat over her shoulders. He then scooped her up effortlessly into his

to interfere, and no one came

carried Debra through the hallway, the malds

trembled in Drake’s arms, happy

glancing down at

wasn’t scared, but

mind. A beast like

clean and empty. There were no decorations, no

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