Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 421

Una shoved him hard. "Let me go and sign the contract. You just promised me, you can't go back on your word."

Mr. Warren slapped her hard across the face, snarling, "I told you to show me a good time, and you're playing hard to get, and you still want me to sign? Let me spell it out for you—if you don't give me what I want today, I'm not signing a damn thing. Let's see how you explain that to your boss!"

Furious, Una pointed right at his nose. "You old creep! Going back on your word like this—are you even a man?"

Mr. Warren gave a sleazy grin. "Whether I'm a man or not, you're about to find out, Ms. Lowell."

With that, he lunged at her again.

Una was already half-drunk. Being grabbed by a greasy, overpowering man made her stomach churn, and she thrashed wildly.

But as a pampered heiress who had never done a day of hard labor, she hardly had the strength to fight off a grown man.

Within seconds, Mr. Warren dragged her to the sofa and pinned her down.

Una screamed, "Help! You old animal, let me go! When my dad finds out, he'll end you!"

But Mr. Warren was a seasoned predator. He had forced himself on countless young women, and he wasn't about to let a delicate flower slip through his fingers now.

"Somebody, help!"

"Get off me!"

"I said let me go!"

Una thrashed and shrieked, desperately hoping someone would hear her.

Mr. Warren ripped off his tie, bound her wrists together, and shoved them above her head. He sneered, "Save your breath for later. You could scream yourself hoarse, and no one would come to save you in here."

With a vile grin, he lowered his weight onto her.

Una fought with everything she had, but with her hands tied and her strength failing, she was pinned down, entirely helpless.

"Help!"

"Get off her!"

Two voices rang out at the exact same time.

"Sure. Here I am."

Seeing how cooperative she was, Mr. Warren's heart skipped a beat. He opened his arms wide, ready to pull her into a tight embrace.

Stella stopped when she was just three feet away.

"Want an unforgettable memory?"

Mr. Warren nodded eagerly. "Oh, absolutely. I'll play along. I won't resist at all."

He assumed this gorgeous woman wanted to try some fun roleplay, which was right up his alley.

Not only had he struck gold with her looks, but she was freaky too. Today was his lucky day.

"Great. I'll make sure you get exactly what you want."

With a sweet smile, Stella threw a lightning-fast right hook, followed by a left, straight into his eyes.

Mr. Warren instantly earned himself a matching pair of black eyes.