UNDER HIS RULES

istened his blackened lips with the thick liquid available next to him, skippin

p, huh, s

bas

asually tossed away the remaining cigarette. The room was stuffy, and the light

s ignited and ros

knew that sooner or later, this gir

y h

grasped her face, which turned out to be incredibly smooth against the surface of his hands. It

eaut

led with anger and hatred. Just like now. But this time, the anger burned much str

er, he didn't care

said with a thin grin. His eyes didn't stray an

cally. Although she struggled a bit

that she had never imagined would slip from her lips, she now spoke with full confidence. She didn

idn't

thugs, her hope had died. She was merely a piece of flesh valued at a hundred milli

certain

forgive anyone who had made her like this. She would demand retribution for all the pain she endure

received just punish

t above the girl's lips that he still held onto her face. "Seems like y

ispered. Beatrice Cat

rl's mouth, the scent of which he had caught a whiff of earlier. It w

r face away from the man who was still star

part of her neck quite firmly, making her eyes widen in surprise. Once agai

ce remained unresponsive. "D

osened the pressure on Beatrice's slender and smooth neck just a bit. He had

your best smile." Then, Sam moved closer and whispered with emphasis. But before that, he deliberately blew his desire onto

, the vision of her future had already ended. No more attending classes with her favorite professors. No more cozy conversations

ng had v

tongue. Once again, he pressed on the girl's throat, this time

e, which only fueled Sam's

thundering. It was terrifying an

still didn't release his grip. There was one

s not to be questioned, and Beatrice knew that if she violated it, sev

atrice took the opportunity to inhale the air as freely as possible. Although the oxygen supply in the room was

n from Sam, as if it were a common occurrence. He walked towards his desk, opened a tight

of the twi

there. One of them he used to mark special individuals by his side. The other one w

le for this girl? The cunning grin returned. In his h

d felt cold on his back began to warm up, indicating that the tool was working properly

your c

's eyes

chuckled, as if mocking his own fo

etreat and remove Sam's hand that was starting to

but he didn't. He wanted to play with his prey for a

hter in each pull. Beatrice's face pleaded for mercy, screaming for forgiveness, but Sam didn't care. In front of

fixed on Sam. "Forgive

he hand that was now starting to explore her breasts. The skin was as soft as silk, so tempting. The perfume scent Beatrice wore

not

, full of emotions, full of temptation, and... he gave a strong suck on the right

there, Sam wiped his wet lips. He couldn't

met the surface of her chest.

a

ion. The mark would leave a red

me, my