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."

hesitated for a fraction of a second before pushing the door open with trembling

that greeted her was even more chaotic than the sounds had suggested. Two burly men had Susan pinned on a couch, while another held

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considerable influence had orchestrated her release

guards ceased their slapping but kept her immobilized on the couch. Tears streamed down Susan's face, one side visibly swollen as she looked up and met Lysander's steely eyes. The fear in her heart was palpable, yet à sudden burst of defiance

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