?<strong>Chapter 361:</strong>


    One of her captors stepped forward, a twisted grin on his face. “How sweet.


    We’ll make sure we have our fun with you before we consider letting you go.” Verena’s eyes widened in horror. “What do you mean? Please don’t do this!”


    The leader chuckled coldly. “It’s been a long time since we’ve had any fun.


    Be a good girl, and maybe it won’t hurt too much. ”


    “No! Please, I’m begging you!” Verena’s voice broke as tears streamed down her face. “You don’t have to do this! No matter how much money you want, you can name your price and I’ll pay it! Just let me go!”


    “Sorry, sweetheart,” the leader sneered. “We’re not interested in your money.


    We just want you!”


    The group of menughed, their jeers andughter growing more disturbing by the second. “Come on, boss, stop wasting time! Let’s get on with it!”


    “Yeah, boss, I’m getting a little impatient here!” another chimed in eagerly.


    The leader raised his hand to silence them. “All right, boys, you can take their clothes off now.”


    The men approached and cheered wildly as they quickly tore off Verena’s clothes, leaving herpletely naked.


    “Stay away from me! Help me! Somebody help me!” Verena cried desperately, but her voice only seemed to arouse the men’s desires.


    “Damn, she really has a great figure!” someone said.


    “I can’t wait to do something to her! Boss, you should go The leader started to unbuckle his belt, a cruel grin on his face…


    “Get away from me! Somebody help me! Somebody, help me!” Verena’s desperate cries rang through the building, her voice growing hoarse.


    “Stop screaming!” the leader sneered. “We’re in the middle of nowhere.


    No matter how much you scream, no one’sing to save you.”


    He began to fumble with his pants, pulling them down until he was standing there in nothing but his underwear.


    “Please…


    Please, just let me go,” Verena said, her voice shaking with fear.


    Before the man could answer, the sharp sound of rushing footsteps echoed through the room.


    A group of men rushed into the room. “B-Boss, what are we going to do?” one of the minions stammered, shrinking back nervously.


    “Get them!” the leader shouted.


    As Lucas entered the building and arrived at the scene, his eyes immediately fell on Verena.


    Shey crumpled on the cold floor, naked.


    His jaw clenched and he quickly looked away. “Get her dressed,” he instructed Verena’s friend.


    The woman nodded without hesitation, hurrying to Verena’s side and wrapping her in a cloak as quickly as she could.


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