Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down novel Chapter 37

At the sight of Lilian’s fine-drawn body and silky-smooth skin, those men lost their minds in a flash.

“Please, get off me! If you want to screw Matt's woman, I can help you, I can take her...”

She struggled feebly when these men got their hands on her in turns.

The empty factory building was filled with laughter, low cries and filthy shouts of men.

Lilian, like a stranded fish, lay there motionlessly with her dying breath.

Slap! Slap! Slap! A couple of resounding slaps landed on her face, making her see stars.

“Scream out, bitch! Pretending to be a virgin? Don’t be ridiculous!”

She bit her lips so hard, trying not to make that sound.

Taking off his belt, the man began to whip her body heavily.

Feeling a fit of burning pains, she curled up miserably and cried, “Don’t hurt me, please. I’ll do what you tell me!”

Slap! Another resounding slap landed on her face.

“Stop crying! Give me a smile!”

What he said aroused a blast of guffaw amidst endless obscenities.

“Hahaha, my life is well spent even if I’ll be killed for screwing Matt's woman.”

Those men forced her to make obscene poses in front of the camera, and even forced her to smile like a slut.

After the video was shot, they handed it over to their chief with both hands. However, when he saw the woman from the video, he gave that man a resounding slap in the face.

“You got the wrong woman, dummy!”

“It's impossible. I saw her as she came out of Matt's manor with my own eyes, and she wanted to order a dress that matches with Matt Snider's suit.”

“Take this woman out and shoot her!”

That man made a gesture of kill to his men downstairs at once.

As Lilian used to stay in the military camp, she knew what the gesture meant. At the point, she yelled at them, “Don’t kill me. I can help you!”

However, those men covered her mouth and dragged her out mercilessly.

“Stop it!”

The man wearing a monster mask came up slowly, crouching down and lifting up her chin, “What is your relationship to Matt Snider?”

At the moment, a strong survival instinct drove Lilian to abandon all her sense and dignity. She begged for mercy, “I used to study with him under the same tutor.”

That man pursed his lips, “Are you the daughter of Frederick Tucker?”

Lilian felt something was going badly. How could he know her father?

“Hahaha, now I believe you’ll help me.”

He shook the camera in front of her face, “Don’t worry. If you follow my instructions, I’ll destroy this video, or I’ll upload it online, so that all the people can enjoy how debauched the daughter of the president of the senate is.”

Lilian covered her mouth and cried sadly, “I promise you. I’ll do whatever you ask.”

“Good, Miss Tucker. I hope we’ll work well together.”

An evil expression crept on Lilian's face, “I can help you lure Matt’s woman out, then you can use her to threaten Matt...”