FakeNovelChapter 457:
The one-eyed man by the door couldn't help but stare at the four women, admiring them. He had a strange
fascination with watching beautiful women undress and be vulnerable. Seeing these once-confident women
reduced to nothing more than pleasure moans and surrendering would thrill him.
“I'll take two; you grab the other pair,” he said, making his choice.
He pointed out, “I'll have the prettiest and the cutest; the rest are yours.”
The crew-cut man felt a bit annoyed. It was his idea to chere, so he figured he should get first dibs. But
knowing the one-eyed man had a short temper, he just went along with it.
Susanna screamed as the men burst in through the door, seeking shelter in Joanna's arms.
“Where are the bodyguards at the door?” she yelled, panic in her voice.
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She had made sure they were hidden well. They couldn't just bail on her now, right? Had something happened to
them? The thought made her go pale. She had a bunch of guards around, but were they all injured or dead?
In the room, the four women were confronted by two armed men. Should they escape tonight? Susanna doubted
it. In the quiet of the private chamber, her sobs rang out, filling the space with her distress. She hadn't ventured
far from hfor fun before; she didn’t want to die young.
Norah shook her head, noticing Susanna’s vulnerability and lack of mental fortitude. Crying couldn't resolve all
the problems. She watched as the two men advanced, her gaze icy and calculating. They moved with confident
strides, their posture unwavering, and the palpable menace exuding from them hinted at a history stained with
bloodshed.
Alice’s eyes betrayed her murderous intent, her gaze sharp with a desire for justice.
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Faced with these vicious men, both Alice and Norah shared the sresolve: to tackle the threat head-on. Their
eyes met, and they nodded.
It seemed they had silently agreed on their next move. The men’s smirks widened at the sound of crying as they
reveled in their twisted pleasure from the women’s pain.
The one-eyed man paused, then turned to the crew-cut man.
“We've got thirty minutes. After that, we're outta here,” he said, his tone firm.
The crew-cut man’s stomach dropped. He knew the one-eyed guy called the shots in the gang. Was this their last
hurrah tonight? Was there any hope of getting out?
“Alright.”
In their eyes, the four women were just fragile, dainty beauties who couldn't even throw a punch to save their
lives.
With his gun stashed away, the crew-cut man flexed his fingers and headed towards the woman in the
wheelchair.
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“Hey, sweetheart, tto undress!”
Seated across from Norah, the one-eyed man eyed her up, his gaze lingering on her figure before settling on her
face.
“Make your choice: life or death. If you choose life, start undressing,” he barked.
Norah and Alice remained frozen, as did Joanna, holding Susanna close.
The crew-cut man chuckled.
“Guess you don’t understand our language, huh? Well, too bad for you!” Reaching for Joanna's hair, he was
stopped by Alice.
“Patience, sweetheart. Your turn is coming.”
The crew-cut man, assuming Alice was eager to go first, was thrilled.
“Just sit back and watch.”
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