Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1870

Hence, he entered the bedroom.

They had better not cross the line. Otherwise, I won't let them go.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The people outside knocked on the door harder, as if they were going to bang it open.

Emma hurriedly opened the door.

Outside the door stood four muscular men, exuding intimidating aura.

Without a doubt, they were genuine martial artists—not one like Scar Face could compare to.

As soon as the door opened, they rushed in and locked it.

After they entered the house, they sat down on the couch, lit a cigarette, and began to scrutinize Emma from head to toe.

In a while, the living room was filled with smoke, causing her to cough continuously.

Of course, physical torment was nothing to her. The worst part was the psychological torment.

The four martial artists stared at her with malicious intent. Her head throbbed as she saw the lust and excitement in their eyes.

She could imagine how miserable she would be later.

Ever since they entered the house, they did not utter a word. The atmosphere was tense and depressing.

In the end, Emma was the first to speak.

“Who are you? Why are you here?”

Pfft!

The four men could not help but burst out in laughter.

The leader with a tattoo mocked, “Ms. Jones, stop with the act. Do you really not know who we are and why we are here? Just tell us where's your lover.”

Feigning ignorance, Emma responded, “Lover? I don't know what you're talking about.”

“F*ck!” Abruptly, the tattooed man slammed the coffee table and cursed furiously.

Consequently, the coffee table cracked, and the crevices spread across like a spiderweb.

“Where's the man who hurt my buddy? If you don't hand him over today, be prepared to pay with your life.”

Emma answered tremblingly, “Y-You're talking about that male customer? I don't know him. He was only trying to seek justice for me. He left a long time ago. I also don't know where he went.”

Moments later, the four martial artists stood up one after another and gave a sly grin while staring at her.

“Since your lover has run away, we have no choice but to vent our anger on you.”

After closing the windows and drawing the curtains, they slowly approached Emma.

Her expression darkened as she backed away like a cat on a hot tin roof. “W-What are you trying to do? If you dare to do anything to me, I'm going to scream out loud.”

Instantaneously, the four laughed arrogantly.

“Sure. Scream to your heart's content. The louder you scream, the more excited we'll get.”

“Mr. Sixtus has ordered us to punish you because you insulted his subordinates and went against his orders. Also, you have to understand that punishing you is no different from condemning you to death, for no woman has ever been able to withstand our punishment.”

Terrified, Emma turned around and tried to run away.

Nevertheless, the four men rushed forward like wild beasts and seized hold of her.

The tattooed man even punched her temple, causing her body to go limp and slumping on the ground.

When Zeke heard Emma's screams, he was filled with anger and clenched his fists tightly.

I can't just stand by and watch. I must help her.

At that moment, a pair of small hands hugged his legs.

Lowering his head, he saw that it was Amelia who was shivering in fright.

She was staring at him with her crystal clear eyes, and there were sparkles in her eyes.

“Zee, can you help me open the door so that I can go out and save Mommy?” she pleaded.

Only then did Zeke notice that the doorknob of the bedroom had been modified. The doorknob was installed at a higher height than usual so that Amelia could not open the door.

It seems like a situation like this has happened more than once. Emma didn't want her daughter to go out and help her, so she installed the doorknob so high to prevent Amelia from opening the door.

Zeke bent down and carried Amelia in his arms. “Amelia, let's go and save your mommy together, okay?”

“Okay.” Immediately, she nodded in agreement.

The next moment, Zeke opened the door and walked out with determination.

“Stop!” His voice was low, like a beast roaring.

The aura emanating from his body stirred up a light breeze, causing the room temperature to drop.

His voice and the strange changes in the room made the four martial artists feel a sense of fear.

They quickly turned toward the source of the voice.

Once they noticed that Zeke was alone, they heaved a sigh of relief.