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They were reportedly powerful figures in Horacia’s underworld-known for their twisted, sadistic treatment of women.
Several actresses had supposedly developed severe depression after being assaulted by them… some h?d taken their own lives.
Just like Randall, they were beasts in human skin.
Their faces were clean-cut and deceptively respectable.
But remembering the expos?s from bloggers and whistleblowers, Lily couldn’t stop trembling.
“Well, Lily. We meet again.”
Randall’s face twisted into a vicious grin, all pretense gone.
He strode to the bed and clutched Lily’s jaw, tilting her chin up like she was prey on display. “Tsk… that face of yours has gotten even prettier. And that little body… you wear that dress well. Just looking at you makes me…”
He leaned down, whispering a single crude word into her ear.
Lily’s whole body flinched violently, like a dry leaf caught in a storm.
Randall only laughed darker and deeper, clearly thrilled.
He caressed her silk-smooth cheek with deliberate slowness. “I couldn’t get you last time. Been dreaming about it ever since. But tonight… you’re in our hands. Let’s see where you can run now.”
As he spoke, his hand moved lower, deliberate and disgusting.
“I’ll be generous,” he sneered. “You’ve got two choices. Want the four of us to enjoy you together, or one… by… one?”
“Get off me! Don’t touch me!”
His hand coiled around her throat like a venomous snake, making her feel like she’d rather die dragging him down with her.
“You’re being difficult.”
Randall’s smile vanished. His eyes gleamed with a cold, reptilian glint-like a snake flicking its tongue.
“If you’re going to be difficult, then you don’t get to choose.”
He turned to the others with a grin. “Looks like she’s more into group play.”
“Perfect. We’ve all been waiting. Let’s show her what we’re made of.”
He shoved Lily back onto the bed as she tried to sit up, gripping her pale ankle tightly.
The other three advanced, their eyes gleaming with hunger and cruelty.
Lily’s skin was so fair, it glowed under the dim light like flawless jade. Her ankle alone was enough to hold their gaze.
Randall’s breathing grew heavier.
His eyes trailed upward, filled with lustful greed. He wanted to pin her down and try every tool in the room.
He closed his eyes, flushed with feverish anticipation, inhaling the scent of her like it was a drug.
Just as Randall was about to lift Lily’s leg and ravage her without restraint, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder.
Then his neck.
He looked down in utter disbelief and saw that Lily-somehow-was holding a small, razor-sharp blade.
The tip was pressed tightly against his throat.
Yes. Lily had a knife.
After everything she’d been through lately, she had stopped trusting her safety to luck. Knowing Elsa wasn’t going to give up easily, she’d purchased a self-defense necklace she’d seen online-just in case.
Its pendant was shaped like a cross.
But when unsheathed, it revealed a sleek, compact blade.
Against multiple men, this knife couldn’t save her.
But if she acted at the right moment-like now-and held it to one person’s throat, she might just buy herself a way out.
“You b*tch!”
Randall had never recovered from the humiliation she’d dealt him last time. When Elsa’s biological father Jimmy tipped him off that Lily was being sent to The Charmer, he’d brought along his most twisted companions to finally break her. He wanted to crush her until she obeyed him completely.
And now-again-she’d turned the tables.
His fury rose like a storm. Grinding his teeth, he growled, “If you don’t want to die, put the knife down!”
Lily’s strength was starting to return. With the blade in her hand, she felt bold and steady.
If she was lucky, the others would hesitate to act for fear of harming Randall, and they might just let her go.
If they didn’t care about Randall’s life and still tried to trap her, then she’d bring one of them down with her-go out on her own terms before becoming their toy.
Her heart was resolute. There was no chance she’d be shaken by Randall’s impotent rage.
She pressed the blade harder, carving a visible gash across his neck.
“Try me. Let’s see who dies first-me or you.”
“You filthy-!”
Randall trembled with rage.
But he knew she wasn’t bluffing.
Cornered and desperate, with nothing to lose-she would take him with her.
His fury made him want to snap her neck on the spot, but every time he so much as twitched, she pressed the blade harder. He wasn’t stupid enough to gamble with his life.
“Ms. Lily-please! Calm down!”
The three men behind him, though they had no respect for women, didn’t want to watch their companion bleed out right in front of them.
Afraid she might really slit his throat, they began pleading.
“Just put the knife down, let’s talk this through.”
Lily knew they were full of it.
They had planned to torture her with the tools hanging on the wall. This blade was the only thing keeping them at bay. If she gave it up, she’d be nothing more than a plaything-there’d be no escape.
She pressed the blade deeper. “Let me out of here. Or I’ll make sure Randall takes the first step into hell with me!”
The three men exchanged quick glances.
A chilling gleam flashed in their eyes-they understood each other instantly.
They would play along, pretend to let her go.
At The Charmer, women tried to escape all the time. The place had no shortage of guards and dogs willing to do the dirty work.
Once she reached the main hall, someone would shoot the knife right out of her hand.
Randall would be safe.
And Lily-no matter how hard she schemed-would still end up beneath them.
“Alright,” said the tallest of the three, feigning reason, “Just don’t hurt Director Gao. We’ll let you go.”
“We’ll take you out now,” he added, gesturing toward the door.
Lily didn’t move.
They were being far too agreeable Too quick to give in.
That alone set off alarms in her mind.
She caught the cold glint in their eyes-and instantly knew they had no intention of letting her leave.
If she followed them out now, she’d walk straight into a trap-worse than this room.
Ironically, this horrifying bedroom might be her safest option.
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