Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 221

Chapter 221

Hank had long since been consumed with lust. Spending all his time with a woman as desirable as Natalie right in front of him had warped his mind and filled his head with nothing but obscene fantasies.

He wanted nothing more than to strip her naked and take in every inch of her flawless figure.

Feeling the ravenous gaze from both Hank and Sid, Natalie felt a chill running down her spine. She’d rather die than be subjected to their perverse desires.

“Run, Ms. York. We’ll do our best to hold them back!”

The two S–ranked experts wore grave expressions as they tried to draw on their inner energy to suppress the parasitic poison within them. Unfortunately, their efforts were in vain. Their strength continued to bleed away.

“Run? I have the entire building under my control. I’m most definitely going to get what I want today! Take my advice and just stop trying to fight it, Nat. You’d only be hurting yourself,” Hank said sinisterly.

“If you take the initiative to please my mentor and me, maybe you’ll get to enjoy a life of luxury still. Otherwise, you’ll be locked up and slowly tormented as we please. Hahaha!”

Natalie’s expression was grim. Just as she tried to think of something she could do, Hank made his move. He came dashing straight at her.

The two SS–ranked experts tried to stop him, but due to the poison, they couldn’t do anything. Even their punches were weak and posed no threat to him.

“Don’t you dare get in my way!” Hank roared as he sent the two men flying.

They could no longer suppress the poison. Their blood splattered everywhere as they crashed onto the floor, passing out.

“See that, Nat? You won’t be able to escape from me!”

Hank’s gaze locked onto her trembling chest, which ignited his primal desires. “Kneel and submit yourself to me, or I’ll do it myself. It won’t look pretty for you then!”

Natalie’s forehead was covered in sweat. She now knew she’d underestimated Hank. Taking a deep breath, she growled, “It’s your turn now, Mr. Cresswell!”

Alban Cresswell, an elderly man, came out of the shadows. Both his expression and his presence were imposing. He was an SS–ranked expert–a supreme grandmaster–and Natalie’s final trump card.

Immediately, his hand shot toward Hank at an incredible speed. Hank’s expression stiffened as he swiftly tried to back away, but it was too late. He got hit right in the chest.

He crashed into the wall, two of his ribs broken. After coughing out a mouthful of blood, he cried out, “Sir! This bitch brought over an SS–ranked expert!”

“Remnants of the Grim Coven? Didn’t the Legion wipe out all of you?” Alban questioned.

His expression was tight. He’d also been infected with the parasitic poison earlier, which drained him of much of his strength.

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If he’d been able to wield his full power as a supreme grandmaster just now, he could’ve killed Hank with a single hit.

Sid’s eyes flashed darkly at the mention of the Legion. “The Grim Coven will live on forever! The Legion will never be able to wipe us out. Nevertheless, I didn’t think an SS–ranked expert would show up here today.“.

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“If you leave now, I’ll spare your lives!” Alban declared.

However, Sid shot him a taunting smirk. “You’re nothing more than an old geezer who just became a supreme grandmaster not too long ago. How dare you be this arrogant in front of me?

“I’m guessing you’re already having a hard time suppressing my poison, huh? Under these circumstances, just how much of your strength can you even wield? You’ll spare my life if I leave, huh? I’m the one who should be saying that!”

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