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Chapter 221

Chapter 221His mind was so completely consumed by the sudden promise of immediate gratification that all caution was gone. He saw the thrown fabric as a literal, physical surrender.He didn't hesitate. The thought of losing this opportunity, of waiting any longer, clearly terrified him more than Mia’s punishment. He snatched the key from his pocket.“Stay right there! Don’t move!” he hissed, his face flushed and his eyes blazing with intoxicated desire. “Five minutes. I’ll be back in five minutes.”He fumbled with the lock, threw the door open, and sprinted down the concrete stairs. The rapid thud-thud-thud of his footsteps was the sweetest sound I had heard in weeks.The moment the lock clicked, I launched into action. The surrender was over.My hands were shaking so violently that I almost dropped Thomas’s phone. The raw terror of what I had just done—the physical, humiliating seduction—dissolved instantly, replaced by the terrifying urgency of the task ahead. Three minutes

Chapter 222

Chapter 222At this point, I knew Frank being Frank would annihilate everyone in this city until he finds me. He was just like my second dad. After my dad's death, he was my support system, though after some time, he fell so sick, so I couldn’t tell him about my suffering to him, but now, I have got my second dad back and Mia wasn't ready for what's coming her way, I laughed inside of me.“What? An auction? Dear God, Elena, tell me where you are, right now!” Frank’s voice was instantly commanding, the sound of a powerful man being hit with a crisis he could fix. “Breathe, tell me the address. Slowly.”I took a shaky breath, forcing myself to be coherent, to provide the exact data he needed to move mountains.“It’s the old warehouse district, Frank. Elm Street. The specific building is Unit 47. Mia’s auction is set for six days from now. She’s holding eleven other people here, including three kids and a newborn baby.”“Unit 47, Elm Street,” Frank repeated, his voice low, firm, an

Chapter 223

Chapter 223 I met his gaze, forcing my eyes to hold a look of profound, willing submission—the exact opposite of the defiant doctor he feared. I pushed every memory of Lucian, Nathan, of love, of dignity, into the deepest, darkest vault of my mind. For this moment, I was only a desperate tool, and my body was the weapon. He slammed the door shut, locking it with a sharp, echoing thunk, and then tossed the key onto the metal table, letting it slide with a metallic scrape that sounded like a final judgment. “I only got two, Doctor,” he rasped, his voice thick with lust, stepping toward me with the focused intensity of a starving animal. “But that’s all we need for an hour. Right?” “More than enough, Thomas,” I murmured, my voice low and husky, pushing the tremor of disgust out and allowing only the velvet smoothness of false desire to remain. I let my eyes trail slowly down his body, lingering on the bulge of his jeans. I straightened my posture, allowing the tattered mate

Chapter 225

Chapter 225 Five minutes. He'll be back in five minutes. My gaze swept the room frantically. The microwave, the sink, the water cooler, the chairs. Nothing I could use to pry the mesh. Then I saw it. Tucked beneath the chair Thomas had been sitting in. A crumpled, empty pack of cigarettes. A cheap lighter. I jumped down from the table, grabbed the lighter, and scrambled back up. I didn’t have the strength to bend the bars, but I had another option. The wires. The mesh was old, likely made of plastic-coated wire. I pressed the small lighter close to the wire near the latch point on the sill. The plastic instantly caught, melting and producing a foul-smelling, black smoke. I worked quickly, moving the tiny flame along the edges where the wire was embedded in the sealant. The sealant softened. The wire casing burned away. But the wire itself was too thick to snap. Four minutes left. I spotted a discarded metal spoon near the sink. I jumped down, grabbed the spoon, a

Chapter 224

Chapter 224 He let out a grunt of pure, sickening satisfaction. He fumbled with his zipper, his focus absolutely fixed on the moment of physical domination. He tore the condom packet open with one hand, his eyes never leaving mine, ready to complete the ugly ritual of his power fantasy. His hips surged forward, pressing against me with grinding force, ready to push me down onto the table. I braced myself, knowing the last stage of the plan—the distraction—had to happen now, or I was lost…… My virginity would be taken by this beast…. No I would rather die….. I calculated the exact trajectory of his body, the placement of the table edge against my ribs, the unbearable weight of his desire. And then, just as his weight began to fall, just as his mouth descended heavily toward mine, the stillness of the facility was violently, explosively shattered. A high-pitched, agonising shriek tore through the walls. It wasn't the sound of an asthma attack. It was a terrifying, guttu

Chapter 226

Chapter 226 “It’s fine! It was a false alarm,” he snapped, slamming the door shut and leaning his full weight against it, catching his breath. He looked at me, saw the table near the window, and instantly realized the truth. “You lied!” he roared, his veneer of romantic desire shattering into ugly violence. He lunged across the room. “Get away from me!” I screamed, sidestepping his desperate grab. He was fast and strong, fueled by betrayal. He cornered me between the wall and the water cooler. His hands shot out, pinning my arms against my sides. “You filthy whore! You used me!” he spat, his face inches from mine, the smell of stale cigarettes and sweat suffocating me. “Let go of me, Thomas!” I yelled, struggling against his superior strength. I brought my knee up hard, connecting with his groin. He gasped, his grip loosening just enough. I twisted free and brought the sharpened plastic down, slicing a shallow but painful cut across the back of his exposed hand. He scre

Chapter 227

Chapter 227 The siren was no longer a distant whisper; it was a roaring declaration, the promise of salvation physically tearing through the oppressive, metallic silence of the night. It was the sound of the world rushing in. I burst out of the staff room, leaving Thomas whimpering by the door, his world having just crashed down around him. I didn't spare him a second glance. He deserved to die if I was asked. The betrayal was behind me. My bruised body ignored the sudden, jarring pain that was coming. My sole, laser-focused objective was the immediate, violent extraction of the women. I flew down the concrete stairs, my worn boots hammering the treads. When I reached the lower corridor, the air vibrated not just with the wail of the sirens, but with the frantic, terrified energy of Mia’s remaining guards. “Code Red! Code Red! Someone called the cops! Get to the cells!” I saw two guards sprint past the intersection, abandoning their posts, their fear dissolving th

Chapter 228

Chapter 228 But even as he boasted, his eyes darted toward the hallway where the sirens were now deafening. Doubt, so cold and poisonous, was creeping into his resolve, competing fiercely with the bloodlust. A new sound cut through the chaos—a deep, amplified voice booming through external speakers that shook the very foundation of the warehouse. “THIS IS THE POLICE! YOU ARE SURROUNDED! COME OUT NOW WITH YOUR HANDS UP! THIS IS YOUR ONLY WARNING!” The police broadcast echoed throughout the facility, silencing the guards instantly. They were trapped. The leader, the man with the gun pointed at me, was sweating profusely. He was running out of options. His frantic glances around the room betrayed the sudden, terrifying reality: Mia was gone, and he was cornered. Then, his eyes fell on Marianne, huddled in the corner, clutching the baby. The sight of the vulnerable infant, the ultimate pawn in Mia’s sick game, sparked a cruel, desperate idea in his eyes—the ugly, last-di

Chapter 229

Chapter 229From the outside, another voice boomed—calm, authoritative, yet laced with urgency. It was Frank Dalton. His voice was the voice of command and immense resources.Frank’s voice, now closer and slightly less amplified, was speaking directly into the facility through a megaphone near the entrance.FRANK : “We see the child! Do not harm the child! We are backing off, just keep the weapon away from the baby’s head! We are pulling back all armed units from the perimeter!”The leader watched the hallway entrance intently. He saw the police lights flashing through the service corridor windows. He saw the shadows of the SWAT team retreating. He had bought himself a few crucial minutes.He dragged the hysterical Marianne (who was barely conscious) and the other women out of the cell, shoving us into the center of the corridor. He kept the baby held tight against his chest, the gun pressed to the tiny skull.FRANK : “Doctor Elena. I am here. We are getting you out. Stay calm,

Chapter 230

Chapter 230The screen displayed a blurred, frantic shot of the women being shoved out onto the dock.MARK DAVIS (Live Reporter, audio strained, whispering intensely): “—Olivia, the hostages are out! We can see at least eight women, 3 kids and the armed suspect holding the infant! The Police, led by Frank Dalton on the command line, have maintained a safe distance, but you can feel the tension. The city is holding its breath! The suspect, completely desperate, is using the baby to cover their retreat. The fate of this child, and these women, rests entirely on the suspect’s next move.”OLIVIA VANCE: “The level of depravity is beyond comprehension. This suspect is trying to negotiate safe passage while holding an infant at gunpoint. Frank Dalton, the CEO of Dalton International, personally on the ground, has confirmed he is in direct negotiation. We understand that Dr. Elena Rivers, the woman who reportedly orchestrated this escape, is among the hostages. Her safety—and the safety of

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