The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 158 A Blade Too Late

She had fallen into a trap with no way out.

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Lily’s mind was racing, desperately trying to figure out how to call for help, when suddenly the half–open window beside her was thrown open. A guard leapt through with shocking agility and snatched the blade. from her hand before she could react.

His reflexes were terrifying–she didn’t even have a chance to resist.

He vanished back out the window in a flash, and she was violently thrown to the ground. It took her a long moment to even try to get up.

“You filthy b*tch!”

Randall raised his hand and slapped her across the face–hard.

“That’s what you get for turning on me. That’s what you get–for slicing my neck. Tonight, I’m going to destroy you.”

He yanked her up by the hair and dragged her back onto the bed.

Wiping the blood from his neck, he licked his lips darkly, then ripped a tool off the wall and waved his friends over.

Lily had never felt such despair.

The knife was gone. Even dying with dignity now felt like a luxury.

In that moment of stunned helplessness, Randall grabbed at her dress.

The three men advanced with the hunger of wolves.

If she retreated, it was straight into Randall’s filthy hands.

If she moved forward, it was into the cold, vicious faces of those three monsters.

And worst of all–her body was starting to burn.

That unnatural heat spread like wildfire, eroding her reason, shattering her shame. Her limbs went weak, her mind hazy–like she was about to collapse right into their grasp.

and laughed maniacally. “Feels weird, doesn’t it? Hurts, huh? Then beg me. Get on your

with exaggerated cruelty,

reached for the zipper on

was going to

your disgusting hands

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when

illegal? Her life was already in ruins–what difference

could still die

could bite through her

unbreakable. She would rather die with her dignity than

as she braced herself to

The door exploded open.

James stormed in.

it with him, a presence so blinding that for a moment, Lily thought

like–when she was at her lowest, her

been filled with hardship, misfortune,

believed the gods had abandoned

felt maybe she’d

gods had

even if everything else had gone wrong, she had met the people of the Luke

“Lily!”

with fury as he saw Randall trying to

Randall with one hand and hurled him

hard. He cried out, clutching

square in the gut. Randall let out a strangled scream before going limp—completely

behind him froze when they recognized

Horacia, but they were nothing compared to him. They’d come to Chrivaria hoping to build ties with the Luke

was still

“Lily. Let’s go home.”