He yanked off Nancy’s pants forcefully and tore a hole through her pants.
Her exposed thighs were so fair that they tantalized him further.
Mance was burning with lust at the sight.
Nancy Hinton came to a startling realization at that point.
My hero slapped me across the face to rape me.
He called me a b*tch and a slut, and he even mentions that I’m all wet down there...
Is this the hero that I put on a pedestal?
No, it couldn’t be.
He’s not a hero, he’s a gangster! A good-for-nothing gangster!
Shocked at the truth, Nancy mustered all her strength to run away.
Mance pulled her hair and threw her on the bed. “There’s no way you’re going to escape tonight.”
Nancy could only wail hysterically, “You’re not my hero, you’re a fake!”
“Let me go, or else my hero will not let you off easy!”
Mance did not budge. “Hero? I never said I was your hero. You imagined it all.”
Ah!
Nancy wished she were dead.
He was not her hero, after all.
She had been deceived by his appearance.
“You’re a liar! Damn liar!” Nancy continued to wail.
“A liar? Yeah, I am. I lied my as** off trying to get you in bed. Did you know that I’ve already poisoned you earlier today, and was just waiting for you to drink some alcohol to activate the poison? It’s just a matter of time before you beg for my body and crawl into my bed.”
“Poison?” Nancy felt chills down her spine.
No wonder I’m drowsy from just one drink.
“You... When did you poison me?” Nancy’s voice was shaky.
“Oh, when John was shaking your hands,” Mance replied.
“You wouldn’t have been poisoned if Williams had succeeded in preventing you from shaking John’s hand. You were the one who stubbornly shook his hand.”
“Besides, the poison wouldn’t be activated as well, if you had listened to William’s advice. Guess what? You also did not listen to him.”
“This was your own doing, so there’s no one else to blame!”
What?
What did you say?
Mance’s words were like a dagger driving through Nancy’s heart.
She felt more in control of herself upon hearing his confession.
So Zeke was not trying to seek my attention or to disturb me when he stopped me from shaking John’s hand. He asked me not to drink for the very same reason as well.
He’s the one treating me sincerely.
However, not only did I not listen to him, but I also even ridiculed and mocked him all along...
It’s all my fault for not realizing the truth!
Zeke, I know I did you wrong. Could you give me one more chance and save me one last time?
However, Nancy knew her chances were slim.
A sense of despair and guilt washed over her, pushing her into a dark abyss.
Mance Raider could not hold back his lust any further; he pounced on her.
Nancy hurriedly kicked Mance with her slender legs.
Mance yanked off her heels and grabbed her feet and pulled them near his nose. He took a deep breath, taking in her scent.
“You smell so good!”
“Hey pretty lady, you’re really a piece of art. If your feet smell so nice, your body must smell heavenly! Haha, here I come!”
Pervert!
Nancy cried out in desperation. She tried her best to wriggle herself free and rolled over to the side.
However, she bumped her head into the nightstand instead and started to bleed profusely.
Her consciousness continued to fade with the activated lust worm in her body, and the bleeding only made it worse.
She did not even have the strength to open her eyes.
I’m really done for this time.
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
At this moment, the door sprung open with a bang.
A buff figure broke into the room.
A man rushed in, dressed in an all-black outfit and only revealing his eyes. It was difficult to discern his features underneath.
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