Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1810
“I’m sorry, but I really need to leave now.” Despite her polite refusal, the foreigner pulled her into his arms, leaving her no opportunity to leave.
“What are you doing? Let me go! Get your hands off me!”
Joan struggled to break free from the man’s strong hold, but to no avail. His forceful arms locked rigidly around her as he looked at her lasciviously.
One million for a good time with this woman? That’s a bargain. The man stroked her cheeks slowly, causing Joan to turn her head away in disgust.
Seriously, why do I keep running into weird people lately? Firstly, it was the old man who staged an accident. If it was not for Dustin, I would have ended up at a police station! And now, it appears that I have met a pervert.
“Let me go! I’m here with my friend! He’ll come back and get me in no time!” Joan yelled as she tried to push the man away.
However, despite how much she struggled, the man paid no attention to her words. He continued to fondle her collarbone.
Joan knew she stood no chance against the man, so she took a deep breath and started shouting.
“Help! Help!”
Unfortunately, no one around the beach seemed to understand her.
“Stop shouting. Why don’t we play a game somewhere else? What do you think?” the man said suggestively, tossing a wink in her direction.
Dustin! Where on earth are you? Joan looked around in terror but saw no sign of Dustin.
I can’t just die in this man’s hands.
“Please, let me go!” Joan began begging for him to stop. Incipient tears welled up in her eyes as every possible outcome flashed in her mind.
She was scared.
“Come on, what’s so bad about having some fun with me? You’re one hot chick, and I’m a snack myself. Surely the two of us are meant to be.” The man lowered his head and breathed his words into her ears.
“Ah!” The man suddenly cried out in pain. Joan had bitten him on the arm, causing his grip on her to loosen. She grabbed that window of opportunity to dash as far as she could.
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