His Domineering Lover novel Chapter 1222

To Aleigha, the new contract was a proof of Adrian's shamelessness.

Aleigha decided to not haggle over with Adrian, who emphasized his legal rights.

Considering the new contract, Aleigha became amiable to Adrian, and her hot temper seemed to disappear.

At noon, they went to the hot spring section of the hotel. Adrian went for business, and his client would be there too.

Aleigha had to take a bath in the hot spring alone.

Gradually, she felt drowsy, and someone carried her up.

Aleigha mistook this someone as Adrian.

Aleigha was still in a daze, but a bucket of cold water woke her up.

She found herself in a tumbledown house before swearing.

There were women and men in a trance like her.

And several fierce local men watched over them. Aleigha felt bad.

Another kidnap? By terrorists?

She looked around to find that most of those hostages were tourists.

Aleigha didn't know Arabic. Suddenly, several hostages stood up.

Their gestures seemed to be protests.

Aleigha could distinguish a few words, like slaves and business.

It occurred to her that slavery still existed in this area.

Could it be that she became a slave here?

Groping for her phone, Aleigha realized that there was only swimwear under her filthy and smelly T-shirt.

There was no phone at all.

Someone revolted, and there was a commotion.

Aleigha was pushed about in the crowd.

She took the opportunity to check the surrounding environment.

There were guards outside the window, and the commotion inside didn't bother them at all.

These guards carried guns and patrolled around.

Aleigha was clear that it was not easy for her to breakthrough alone.

All she could now was to wait.

Soon, the commotion ended after a gunshot.

Aleigha huddled up in a corner vigilantly.

At night, whispers spread, but Aleigha, not knowing Arabic, took a catnap.

In the latter half of the night, someone moved. Aleigha was on guard and opened her eyes.

A man sneaked out of the room.

Bang! A gunshot woke up all hostages in the room.

No doubt, the runaway boded will rather than well.

Here, slaves were forbidden to escape.

Hostages in the room trembled, and terrors filled their eyes.

Then, a man came in and dumped the runaway in front of those hostages.

Screams came one after another. The runaway lay in a pool of blood, and there was a black hole in his head.

The door was closed again, and silence pervaded in the room. The man became a body.

No warmth could be felt anymore.

The hostages resigned themselves to their fates, as the guards centesimated.

In the eyes of these guards, these hostages were goods, bringing them profits.

It was a frightful night, and Aleigha didn't dare to sleep and remained vigilant all the time.