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Chapter 0003

The man was too strong. His knees were jammed against Carol’s legs, and he held her wrists in a tight grip.

“I’m only going to repeat myself once. Who sent you?!”

Carol felt as if her wrists were about to snap, so she decided to swing her knee up.

Titus Black felt a searing pain in his crotch.

The woman actually kicked him between the legs!

When he winced in pain, Carol put her hands on the injury on his chest and shoved him away.

“I was asking you nicely, but you forced me to do this!”

Titus pulled her into his arms again and let his hands wander around her waist in search of something.

Carol thought that she had run into a pervert, and she got so enraged that she grabbed his hand and bit down on it. Then, she smelled blood.

Why was there blood?

Just when the disgust made her let go of his hand, she heard footsteps outside the door.

“Look around! He’s injured! He can’t have gone far!”

When Titus heard the people outside and ascertained that Carol did not have a gun, he knew that he had caught the wrong person.

But he could not let her leave at the moment.

He covered her mouth and warned her, “Don’t make a sound, or both of us will die.”

Die?

Carol realized that she had gotten herself into major trouble.

Her stomach churned, but she nodded.

Titus removed his bloodstained hand from her mouth.

The two listened to the people outside getting closer with held breaths and hearts racing.

This was bad. The people were going to reach their room soon.

What should they do?

While Carol was panicking, Titus said, “Do you want to live?”

“Yes!”

Was there even a need for such a question?

“Start moaning, then.”

“Moaning?”

Titus shoved her against the wall and bit her on the neck.

“Ow! What’re you doing?!” she demanded.

But Titus just mocked her with a scoff. “Don’t you know how to moan during sex?”

Moan during sex?

Seemingly having lost his patience, Titus grabbed her chin and ordered her sternly, “I’m going to count to three. If you don’t start moaning, I’m going to make you moan for real.

“Three. Two—”

Before the count of one, Carol heard Titus unbuckling his belt.

Then, she remembered the video in Kieran’s office. The woman who had sex with Kieran in the car had moaned like a whore.

Carol rose on her tip-toes and wrapped her arms around the man’s neck. “Ah… So good… So deep… Deeper…” She started moaning like the woman in the video.

In the beginning, she held back and only moaned softly. “Mm… Harder…”

But, later, for the sake of surviving, she made up her mind and decided to scream at the top of her voice. “Oh! So deep! You’re so deep! Harder, honey! You’re so good!”

The gun-bearing, black-suited men outside were about to barge in when they heard Carol moaning. With a scoff, they put their guns back into their holsters.

One of them clicked his tongue. “Sounds like a whore’s there.”

“It does. If it weren’t because we have a mission tonight, we could barge in and bang her right now,” another grumbled.

“Enough whining, guys. Keep looking. If we can’t find him, forget sleeping with a woman. We might not even be able to see another woman for the rest of our lives.”

They went to the next room.

Carol did not know that they had left.

For the sake of surviving, she just kept moaning. “Aaaahhh! No more! Honey, stop! I can’t anymore!”

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