Chapter 158 A de Too Late
She had fallen into a trap with no way out.
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Lily’s mind was racing, desperately trying to figure out how to call for help, when suddenly the half–open window beside her was thrown open. A guard leapt through with shocking agility and snatched the de. from her hand before she could react.
His reflexes were terrifying–she didn’t even have a chance to resist.
He vanished back out the window in a sh, and she was violently thrown to the ground. It took her a long moment to even try to get up.
“You filthy b*tch!”
Randall raised his hand and pped her across the face–hard.
“That’s what you get for turning on me. That’s what you get–for slicing my neck. Tonight, I’m going to destroy you.”
He yanked her up by the hair and dragged her back onto the bed.
Wiping the blood from his neck, he licked his lips darkly, then ripped a tool off the wall and waved his friends over.
Lily had never felt such despair.
The knife was gone. Even dying with dignity now felt like a luxury.
In that moment of stunned helplessness, Randall grabbed at her dress.
The three men advanced with the hunger of wolves.
If she retreated, it was straight into Randall’s filthy hands.
If she moved forward, it was into the cold, vicious faces of those three monsters.
And worst of all–her body was starting to burn.
That unnatural heat spread like wildfire, eroding her reason, shattering her shame. Her limbs went weak, her mind hazy–like she was about to copse right into their grasp.
Randall noticed the change andughed maniacally. “Feels weird, doesn’t it? Hurts, huh? Then beg me. Get on your knees and beg us to take you. We’ll be… very good to you.”
He drawled a few filthy words with exaggerated cruelty, and Lily gagged at the sound of them.
Randall’s hand reached for the zipper on the back of her dress
He was going to strip her.
“Take your disgusting hands off me!”
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She should’ve killed him when she had the chance.
So what if murder was illegal? Her life was already in ruins–what difference would it have made?
No. She <i>could </i>still die cleanly.
She could bite through her tongue.
Lily had always been defiant, unbreakable. She would rather die with her dignity than live as trash under their boots.
Just as she braced herself to do it-
The door exploded open.
James stormed in.
The hallway behind him glowed with light. He carried it with him, a presence so blinding that for a moment, Lily thought she was seeing a god.
It always seemed like–when she was at her lowest, her most hopeless–he was the one who appeared before her.
Her short life had been filled with hardship, misfortune, and pain.
She’d always believed the gods had abandoned her.
But now… now she felt maybe she’d been wrong.
Maybe the gods <i>had </i>been watching.
Because even if everything else had gone wrong, she had met the people of the Luke family.
“Lily!”
James‘ face twisted with fury as he saw Randall trying to strip her.
In a sh, he grabbed Randall with one hand and hurled him into the tea table nearby.
Randall’s head hit the corner hard. He cried out, clutching his skull in pain.
Before he could recover, James kicked him square in the gut. Randall let out a strangled scream before going limppletely unconscious.
The three powerful men behind him froze when they recognized who James was.
They might have influence in Horacia, but they were nothingpared to him. They’de to Chrivaria hoping to build ties with the Luke family–there was no way they could afford to offend him.
They fled while James was still focused on beating Randall.
“Lily. Let’s go home.”
James wanted to rip the others apart, but the moment he saw the blood on Lily’s body, he forced himsel
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to stop.
After kicking Randall onest time, he scooped her up with one arm.
For reasons she couldn’t exin, Lily wanted to wrap her arms around him.
But remembering how coldly he’d treated her before, she didn’t dare. She just let him hold her.
Yet the heat in her body was rising. She’d barely kept it together in that room–by the time they reached the car, she couldn’t even tell what day it was.
“You’re bleeding. We’re going to the hospital.”
He ced her gently in the back seat, face still tight with anger. Just as he turned to go to the driver’s seat
She reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, pulling him down-
And kissed him.
Her trembling red lips touched his.
James froze. He hadn’t seen thating. His whole body turned to stone.
In his moment of shock, she pulled him down onto the back seat with her.
Shended on top of him.
The automatic doors sealed shut. And only now did he fully take in what she was wearing.
That red dress-
Calling it a “dress” was generous. It was more like a trap, meant to enchant and ensnare.
The neckline was sheer red mesh, plunging from her corbone to her chest. At its center was a teardrop- shaped cutout, big enough to reveal a blinding sh of pure white beneath.
Her back and waist were nearly bare, withrge open panels.
And the high slits on both sides–slits that reached nearly to her waist–left nothing to the imagination.
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