Eventually, the priest spoke up. "Helen Lane, do you take this man as your beloved husband?"

Chaz was grinning ear-to-ear as he and Helen turned toward each other.

Then, making sure everyone else was out of earshot, he whispered under his breath, "Don't worry, Helen. I've discussed the favor you asked for with Titus Lionheart, and he said yes."

"Really?" Helen did a double take but soon appeared troubled.

Her reaction left Chaz's gaze flashing coolly as he smiled. "But he had one condition."

"What is it?" Helen's heart skipped a beat, feeling a foreboding sensation.

Chaz's grin broadened. "His brother Wilbur will be the one having your first night."

"What?!" Helen gaped in shock and disbelief. "Chaz Graves, you're a—"

"What, is that a no?" Chaz shook his head, chuckling. "Don't worry. I'll only record a video and use it appropriately—rest assured, my lips are sealed."

sick pervert!" Helen growled through gritted teeth under

let young Wilbur have my wife, but there's no helping it. I'm making sacrifices for the

that he would be showing the

would make Frank watch Helen suffer that humiliation just to break Frank in every way he

suspected nothing, believing that Helen and Chaz were flirting since their

fat boy sitting in the middle of a tight

not even twenty, but he was as round as a ball, with hives growing around his exceedingly grotesque facial

stuck his tongue out at Helen, his eyes

a single glance, and she was supposed

'I do'." Chaz grinned, closing his eyes as he prepared for Helen to

soon noticed something

eyes again to find Helen standing still with a conflicted

Lane...?" the priest

look of

breathed into her ear just then. "Do it. You're not going to save Frank if you get cold feet

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