Lucy's body, as white as snow, looked like a delicate little kitten. She huddled weakly between his grandfather’s legs, swaying her body which was covered only by tattered scraps of fabric, pleasing him. Marcus’s stomach churned instantly. He stormed to the door, clutching the handle so tightly his knuckles went white. His cold gaze shot over to the two in the corner, and he sneered, voice icy and sharp. “What exactly are you guys doing?” he demanded.Lucy saw Marcus and froze, her face draining of all color. Her scanty, revealing lingerie slipped down, and she collapsed onto the floor in a daze. Tears welled up in her eyes almost immediately.“Y-You have to listen to me,” she stammered, scrambling to pull her dress over her trembling body. But in her panic, she only made it worse. She cried and crawled toward Marcus, desperate. “Please, I can explain.”Old Mr. Leedon stayed calm, his eyes cloudy but cold, revealing the demeanor of a man used to having all the power. His voi
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