In the dimly lit VIP lounge, a stern voice cut through the tension. Thalassa's heart sank. That voice... it was David's!

And the woman who had screamed just moments ago? Susan!

Before Thalassa could even process the situation, a sharp "slap" echoed through the room.

The sound of a palm striking flesh was unmistakable, and from the intensity alone, Thalassa could tell the victim must have been in excruciating pain, probably swelling up by the second.

"Stop, please, no more!" Susan's pleas for mercy were heartbreaking.

That's when Lysander's cool voice brought Thalassa back to reality. "This is the place. Open the door."

a second before pushing the door

her was even more chaotic than the sounds had suggested. Two burly men had Susan pinned on a couch, while another held her head back, slapping her relentlessly as David

sight sent shivers

Lysander and Thalassa. His stern face softened slightly as he

of David's

Under normal circumstances, Susan should have

modelin a high-stakes some

was clear someone with considerable influence had orchestrated her release

face, one side visibly swollen as she looked up and met Lysander's steely eyes. The fear in her

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