Next Man, Better Plan novel Chapter 236

After Victoria left, Stephanie lay on the bed in a daze, her mind a heavy, chaotic fog.

Her eyelids felt like lead weights, and every time she closed them, she felt like she might never open them again.

She fought to stay conscious, but it was a losing battle.

Victoria had used a powerful drug.

She lay there, face down on the bed, for what felt like an eternity, until the phone in her pocket began to ring.

Forcing her eyes open, she saw the name ‘Jonathan’ glowing on the screen. The sight cleared some of the fog from her mind, and she immediately reached for it, trying to answer.

But her movements were too slow. Before her fingers could touch the screen, the call ended.

Jonathan called twice in a row, but she failed to pick up either time.

Her body felt impossibly heavy; every movement was a struggle. She had managed to grab her phone, just an inch away from answering…

She tried to unlock the screen to call him back.

But just then, the door clicked open.

Several tall, well-built men walked in. Through her blurry vision, she could see they were in good shape, at least six feet tall and covered in muscle.

Victoria’s words echoed in her mind, and Stephanie’s blood ran cold.

Were they… the men Victoria hired to assault her?

The men walked toward the bed. When they saw the stunning woman lying there—her eyes bright, her cheeks flushed—they were visibly surprised.

Two of them, eager to start, immediately began taking off their clothes.

To her horror, Stephanie saw another one take out a phone and set it up on a small tripod, pointing it at the bed.

“What… what are you doing?”

Why were they filming? Were they planning to livestream this?

How could Victoria be so depraved…

“You… stay away from me!”

Stephanie moved her lips, but her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, impossible to hear without straining.

Overwhelmed by fear, her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Her eyes red, she clenched her fists, trying to stay lucid. “Don’t touch me,” she managed to say.

“Hmm? What did you say?”

She knew this was a hotel. Once that door was closed, her chances of being rescued were practically zero.

“Well, well, a pretty thing like you, out looking for some fun? Your boyfriend can’t satisfy you?” one of them said as he unbuckled his belt.

“What do you think? It was her boyfriend who sold her to us, remember?”

“I bet she did something to cheat on him, and this is his way of getting revenge,” another one chimed in.

“Tsk, tsk, if that’s the case, the guy’s a real piece of work. Look at her, so delicate and smooth. All three of us at once might be too much for her to handle. I almost feel bad.”

“Give me a break. You’re always the wildest one. ‘Feel bad’? Don’t pretend. We all know what you’re like. Once your clothes are off, you’re no better than an animal.”

A wave of lewd laughter filled the room. Despite their good looks, the men’s faces were twisted with vulgarity as they talked.

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