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If he could grow wings and fly straight to her, he would. He wanted nothing more than to shield her, to make sure no one laid a finger on her.
But he couldn’t cross a thousand kilometers in an instant. All he could do was shout through the phone, his voice raw with urgency. “Don’t touch her! I-“
The call cut out.
He redialed immediately, over and over. No answer.
They’d either taken her phone-or already destroyed it.
The next commercial flight wasn’t for another two hours. He couldn’t wait that long.
He called Ashton without hesitation, ordered him to handle everything, and arranged to take a private jet.
The watch he’d given Lily wasn’t just jewelry. It had a miniature camera and a highly sensitive GPS tracker built into it.
He’d installed it for her safety-and she knew.
But now, he worried. What if they noticed and threw it away? What if she’d taken it off after the divorce?
Still, even with those possibilities looming, he pulled up the last known location from the tracker.
Even with a private jet, it would take him about three hours to get there.
The police would have to act first. They’d be her fastest shot at survival.
He wasted no time. He contacted the local police, shared the location from the tracker, and explained the urgency.
While speaking with them, he learned that the nearest station was still nearly thirty minutes from the hotel where Lily had stayed.
He also tried calling the hotel.
His first call got through. But the moment he identified himself, the line went dead.
After that, the front desk never answered again.
Something had happened at the hotel. If he could have gotten through to staff, they might have saved her faster.
But the front desk refused to pick up.
He even had people look up the hotel’s owner and tried calling them directly-but it was late, and no one answered.
All he could do now was pray the police reached her in time.
But thirty minutes… was enough for a nightmare to unfold.
In thirty minutes, a vibrant, living person could be destroyed.
Please, let it not be too late…
The basement light wasn’t bright.
But after being trapped in pitch black inside a sack, even this dim light stung Lily’s eyes.
She flinched at the sudden glare. As her vision adjusted, she saw two tall, lanky men with rough, dark skin -both around thirty or forty years old.
It was obvious. The traffickers had sold her to them.
And this place… had to be a basement.
Being sold into a remote mountain village was already a near-hopeless situation. Now locked in a basement, her chances of escape were even worse.
But as long as she could still breathe, she couldn’t give up.
If she surrendered, she’d be defiled, discarded, broken beyond repair. Her baby would die.
Ben and Jerry stared, stunned, after pulling the sack off her.
The traffickers had told them this was their best catch yet-beautiful, fertile, worth the price. They’d offered a “friend discount” at eighty thousand yuan.
Ben and Jerry had balked. Their last “purchase”-a woman they’d ended up beating to death-had only cost forty thousand.
Still, the traffickers insisted this one was special-gorgeous face, perfect body, strong childbearing potential.
Reluctantly, they’d bargained it down to seventy-five thousand and made the deal,
They figured the traffickers were exaggerating. The last one had been described as “pretty,” and she’d been… well, technically a woman/
They’d expected this one to be/maybe slightly better-more curves, perhaps.
But they hadn’t exaggerated/ If anything, they’d undersold it.
The woman before them wasn’t just beautiful-she was otherworldly. Neither of them had ever seen a face like hers. Not in person. Not even on TV.
Just looking at her made their knees go weak.
They couldn’t begin to imagine what it would feel like to have her in bed.
“Why’s this lady so damn pretty?” jerry rubbed his eyes in disbelief, his greasy face filled with lust. “She’s really gonna be our wife now?”
Ben swallowed hard, his voice hoarse. “Yeah. Not just our wife-she’s gonna carry our seed.”
“Mmph…”
Lily was nauseated by their words.
She struggled with everything she had, trying to get away from the two lecherous brothers.
But her hands and feet were tightly bound. There was no escape from this hellhole.
“What do you wanna say?”
Of course, sleeping with their wife meant they had to kiss her.
Ben was already itching to taste her juicy red lips, and he couldn’t do that with tape over her mouth.
He stepped forward, crouched beside her, and with what he probably thought was a gentle touch, ripped the tape off her lips.
Even though he wasn’t rough, it still hurt like hell.
Lily had been battling severe morning sickness. Now, after being stuffed in a sack and jostled around for hours over bumpy mountain roads, her stomach was a mess.
“Come on, lemme give you a kiss…”
Just as Ben puckered up and leaned in, Lily opened her mouth-and threw up all over both him and Jerry.
“Shit!”
Neither of them saw it coming. Covered in vomit, they flew into a rage at the disgusting mess all over their clothes.
Both had nasty tempers. Instinctively, they raised their hands to beat her.
But her face was just too beautiful. Their hands paused in mid-air. They couldn’t bring themselves to ruin that perfect face.
Even if they didn’t care about hygiene, being covered in puke definitely killed the mood.
The two exchanged a glance, and in silent agreement, decided to go shower and change before c back to show off their so-called manhood.
After all, this was supposed to be their fun night with Lily. They had to enjoy it properly-and make sure she “knew their strength.”
“Seeing as you’re this pretty, I’ll spare you a beating.”
Ben slapped her cheek playfully, his beady eyes filled with sick hunger.
“It’s our wedding night. Jerry and I are gonna treat you real good. Don’t worry, once we’re done, you’ll definitely be carrying our baby.”
Jerry couldn’t stop drooling over her face. As soon as Ben left, he gave her cheek a squeeze before following behind.
Lily’s stomach churned. She shivered with revulsion as they touched her, but she forced herself to stay quiet.
She knew she was in no position to fight back. Screaming, crying, or cursing would only provoke them further.
She wasn’t going to make things worse for herself.
Her wristwatch was still on. It had a tracking device.
James would notice something was wrong. He’d call the police.
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