While Avery and Cayden were rejoicing in the love they had found with each other, Nicole was having a miserable night.

In the hotel, Nicole was lying on the bed, naked. She looked at the naked man next to her who was sleeping soundly, her eyes burning with vehement hatred.

Roderick!

This man who appeared suddenly had disrupted all her plans. He had used her nude photos to coerce her into submission, forcing her to be the subject of all kinds of his unspeakable desires.

She dared not and could not refuse him.

If Roderick spread those unsightly photos, she would become a laughingstock among the socialites in Ackleton, and her career in the entertainment industry would come to an abrupt end.

Even though her adoptive father was the state secretary, Nicole dared not go against Roderick and risk her future.

She got out of bed quietly, and immediately, there was a tearing pain coursing through a certain part of her body.

She cursed inwardly and hated Roderick even more. Roderick was simply mad and didn't know how to be gentle, let alone restrain himself when it came to making love. She would always faint in bed, and yet he still wouldn't stop and would only continue tormenting her in bed.

After taking a quick shower, Nicole came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She was about to put on her own clothes when she suddenly saw a fruit knife in the fruit basket on the coffee table.

Her heartbeat raced at this discovery, and a bold idea rose in her mind.

She hid the fruit knife in the large bath towel and trod as lightly as she could on the thick carpet and approached Roderick silently. She stared at his defenseless figure, her gaze falling on his fragile throat.

She was filled with an abominable hatred that she almost lost her mind.

Nicole walked to the bed and secretly hid the fruit knife under the pillow. Then, she untied her bath towel and, for the first time, took the initiative and wrapped her arms around Roderick who was still in a slumber.


Passionately and seductively, the woman planted kisses on his collarbone before moving downward.

Roderick was always on alert.

In fact, he had woken up when Nicole first made a movement, but he was just too lazy to open his eyes.

He had forced himself on her many times last night and was now exhausted and needed to rest. He didn't expect that this woman, who had submitted reluctantly, would take the initiative to seduce him.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Roderick could feel his body gradually heating up from her action, and he no longer held back himself.

Nicole's eyes were still as cold as always. She wasn't aroused at all.

The moment Roderick entered her body, Nicole grasped the dagger under the pillow and stabbed him fiercely without hesitation.

Nicole had thought she could witness a bloody scene.

There was indeed blood gushing out, but it was not from Roderick's wound.

Roderick's eyes were blazing with a murderous glint. He glared at the woman beneath him, whom he could easily choke to death with just a little force and who was about to pass out from the pain.

He emphasized each word as he said coldly, “I have never believed in God since I was born, let alone women. From the moment you hid the dagger under the pillow, I have been praying for you that you won't use it on me. Obviously, my prayer was of no use!”

The moment she raised the dagger to stab him, his instinct had snapped him into instant alertness.

Roderick loved women, but he cherished his life even more. Even if he was immersed in an erotic moment, he still maintained a somewhat sober mind. This was also an important reason why he could head off dangers even though he had been engaged in high-risk jobs for so many years.

The moment the dagger fell, Roderick twisted her left hand, driving the sharp blade through it.

He laughed mockingly. “Ms. Lambert, many terrorists and even mercenaries wanted to kill me, but I killed them all in the end. Are you this naive to think you can kill me with your frail body? You better behave yourself. Otherwise, I'll ruin your reputation immediately, even Mr. William won't be able to save you!”

Nicole was overwhelmed by the excruciating pain in her left hand and her lower body.

She closed her eyes in despair, hiding the intense hatred in her eyes.

Even if she couldn't kill him now, she would make him regret his action one day.

After being the recipient of Roderick's carnal lust, Nicole wrapped herself up like a burrito when she came out of the hotel to cover the dense hickey marks all over her body.

She wandered on the bustling street like a lost soul, soaking her scarf again and again with tears.

She suddenly felt so helpless and had nowhere to hide.

She wondered if her adoptive parents would stand up for her if they knew about this.

Perhaps her adoptive father would go to the Fullers and seek justice for her.

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