Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

“Khloe, you’re as clever as ever. No wonder they called you the rising star of academia. But it’s a pity that you are now a convict for attempted murder. And your fate is in my hands,” Sloane taunted. “So today, all you need to do is spend a night with Karl Russell. Then, I’ll arrange for your release and your mother’s treatment.”

“Karl Russell? That old man is already in his sixties. Are you out of your mind?” Khloe’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“So what? Should I care? It’s you who are going to sleep with him, not me. As long as you spend one night with him, our family can secure the Russell family’s arms deal. It’s a very lucrative business. You should feel honored that you’re selling your body to make so much money for us. But if you refuse…”

Sloane pointed to the ICU. “I’ll have them remove your mom’s life support, and she’ll die right in front of you. I’ll give you five seconds to decide. Five, four, three…”

“Fine! I’ll go,” Khloe agreed in despair. This time, she could no longer suppress the tears she had been holding back. She was left with no choice. For the sake of her mother, she had to do it.

After freshening up, Khloe was put into a car.

sleep with a sixty-something disgusting

she was

night, the car glided through the deserted streets, headlights cutting into the night’s

shattered the silence, deafening and

as the car window exploded, fragments glittering in

shops hurried to lower their shutters. The driver,

blinked, disoriented from the

tried to make sense of what had happened. Through the cracked window, she glimpsed flickering orange flames a short distance away. “Oh, no!” She had

likely a turf war turned ugly between two warring gangs. Steadying herself, Khloe pushed open the door and crouched low, inching towards the

and powerfully built, he was moving fast. Even though a mask obscured most of his features, she could still

dark stain spread across his side, seeping

breathing heavily,

from the shadows, each armed to the teeth. Their faces were etched with vicious determination, each bearing a tattoo on

Now,