Come With Me novel Chapter 33

The darkness swallowed my fragility, as if it was on the verge of a breakdown. The stinking smell of sweat that produced from pushing filled the room.

Everyone was quiet, not daring to make a sound.

"Sir, we are all good citizens that manages lawfully, fight resolutely with law-breaking discipline. We have never done anything illegal. Please rest assured."

"Oh! It's just a basement. It's really dark without anything. Look, this is the only place we got. Come here, I'll take you to have a drink and see other places."

This was my last hope. If the police are gone, what I have left will only be despair at the mercy of others.

I was scared at that time, but my instinct to leave here made me unable to consider the consequences of failure.

The moment I heard the voice, I chose to risk my life.

"Help..."

Before I could speak, my voice was suddenly covered by a hand.

I heard someone whispering to the people around, "hold her."

I didn't know how many people were taking control of me in the darkness. I just felt that there were many hands on every part of my body, like a net.

I kept struggling, trying to make a sound. But it just didn't work.

The cheering crowd outside the door soon regained their composure.

My hope turned into despair.

"Damn it. We almost be killed by this woman. Thanks to Tristan, I've been keeping an eye on her all the time."

Some time later, she heard some noise from the door.

At last, the door was opened and a dim light came in through the crack of the door.

Those women finally withdrew their hands from me.

"You'll see later."

My lips are dry with fear.

Maybe it was the sweet smell that made Tristan, who had just opened the door, hesitate.

"It's all right. Come out and tidy yourself up. I'm going to start."

One of the woman pointed at me and shouted. "Tristan, I noticed that this newcomer wanted to shout when the police came, and I found out just in time. Several of us had a lot of trouble holding her down."

Tristan motioned for the other women to leave first.

The narrow room just spared a little space.

"Is she telling the truth?"

My lips trembled as I didn't know how to answer him.

But I can't avoid it at all.

Those women were doing everything they could to testify that I really did so. "

I lowered my head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged me towards the door.

My whole scalp seemed to be lifted up.

I felt so painful as my body was dragged on the ground by force.

Sometimes, my hair fell down from Tristan's fingers. It made me feel so painful.

"Damn it! Do you want to scream for help? Okay, I'll let you shout as loud as you like today. "

Tristan threw me to the door. There were a lot of ladies still in the room, but none of them dared to plead or plead for me.

In Tristan's hand, there was a wooden stick, as thick as a man's arm.

"Today I will punish her as a warning to others. If anyone has her idea, she will end up just like her."

The man who had been with Tristan whispered in Tristan's ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia is going to make money from her."

Tristan's lips curled into a cold smile. "Don't worry, I will do what I used to do."

When Tristan reached out his hand, someone immediately handed him some pieces of cloth.

I trembled when Tristan tied the pieces to the sticks.