Chapter 3

With a command from Sarah, over a dozen bodyguards rushed onto the stage and pinned me to the ground. She then strolled over casually, placed her foot on my head, and ground down hard.

"Adrian, this bitch deceived you for three years. What do you think we should do to her to make up for your losses?"

I lifted my head to look at Adrian, who stood there without any warmth in his eyes. The only thing I could see was sheer disdain.

"As long as you don't kill her, you can do whatever you like…"

Upon receiving Adrian's permission, Sarah rubbed her hands together with glee and immediately ordered her men to drag me out of the banquet hall. Then, they brought me toward the back exit of the hotel, where a van was waiting.

My heart sank at the sight, but before I could open my mouth and scream, someone hit me in the back of the head and knocked me out.

When I regained consciousness, I realized that I was on a large motel bed, completely naked. My hands and feet had been tightly shackled to the bed as well.

Subsequently, my attention turned toward the people in the room.

Other than Sarah and her men, there were around eight other older men in the room, each heavily built with a brutish look to them as they gazed at me hungrily.

Sarah had a cold sneer as she said to them, "Guys, didn't you tell me that the ladies I got you last time didn't suit your tastes? Well, I specifically picked out one who's a pro at servicing others this time. I guarantee that you'll be satisfied!"

Wicked smiles split the men's faces.

"Sarah, it seems we didn't spoil you for nothing. To think that you've found us such a delectable treat this time."

I struggled vehemently, but even when my wrists were rubbed raw and started to bleed, I still failed to break free.

What made matters even worse was that my body was actually starting to get a reaction. My entire body felt like it was on fire, and I couldn't stop trembling.

Seeing that, Sarah whipped out her phone and took a series of photos.

"As expected of a professional! It didn't take long for you to get in the mood. Should I say that you're a pro, or should I call you a slut?"

I was red all the way to the tips of my ears. The sheer humiliation and fury left me dizzy.

Clearly, Sarah had drugged me earlier. It was no wonder that my throat felt parched, all while my heart pounded like a drum in my ribcage.

The men drew closer to me, their overwhelming body stench almost enough to suffocate me.

Instantly breaking out in a cold sweat, I tried to scream as loudly as I could, "Get away from me! Don't touch me! Don't come any closer!"

One of the men's eyes lit up as he licked his lips.

"Sarah, you know me so well. You know that I love fiery and stubborn little spitfires. They're way more fun to break and tame."

What followed was the longest nightmare I had ever had in my life.

Like an insect pinned to a board, I could do nothing but allow the men to do whatever they pleased with me, with Sarah recording a video of the entire thing.

I didn't know how much time had passed before I was completely covered in wounds. My body was drained of all energy.

Just as my mind drifted on the edge of a mental breakdown, the room door was suddenly pushed open.

It took a great amount of effort for me to weakly open my eyes, and that was when I saw that the newcomer was Adrian.

His complexion was deathly pale as he swept a complex gaze across the mess in the room. At last, his eyes landed on me.

Mustering every bit of energy I could, I gasped out through my dry throat, "Adrian, save me…"

Nonetheless, he didn't move.

He bit his lower lip hard. His chest rose and fell furiously. In the next second, he snatched up the ice bucket used to keep wine cold and dumped it over me.

The bone-chilling cold drenched my body, seeping deep inside me and causing my hazy consciousness to clear up slightly. This also allowed me to see the sheer embarrassed rage painting his face.

"Winona, how could you be so disgusting? These men are all old enough to be grandfathers! How could you bring yourself to sleep with them?"

Sarah hastily went over to him and stroked his chest soothingly.

"Adrian, I told you before, didn't I? A leopard can't change its spots, especially for people like her. I simply randomly found a few men to test her. Who would've thought she would be so welcoming to all of them? In fact, she had way more fun than anybody else here!"

Adrian shut his eyes and sucked in a deep breath. Upon opening them again, there was nothing left but icy resolve.

"I shouldn't have been soft-hearted before. To think I had even wanted to keep you alive when you're so cheap."