Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 120 Her Trick
A piece of dirty and smelly clothes bound Emilie by the head.
The clothes muffled all the heart-wrenching screams.
With her hands tied up, Emilie knelt by a rain-soaked trash bin like a cheap doll.
The two jerks abused and raped Emilie.
The noises caused by the lashes and the muffled screams came from the trash bin and echoed in the
sunless and dirty alley.
In the end, the two jerks spat on Emilie and cursed, “Bitch, why did you pretend to be a virgin when you
weren’t?”
They walked away, and Emilie vaguely heard one of them talk on the phone.
“Frankie, done. Even a dog won’t like her.”
The man hung up the phone and chatted with his companion smugly. “Never have I dreamed of such a good job. I got paid and satisfied my desires at the same time…”
“It is said that he did so to please his woman. It is rare for men to spoil their women like this.”
Emilie lay by the trash bin and trembled all over. There was blood on her body and mouth. Her clothes were a mess. Emilie looked like one piece of meat without skin.
The two men showed no mercy to Emilie at all.
They deliberately ruined Emilie physically.
A limo drove past the alley and reappeared soon.
A woman got out of the car. She was noble and beautiful, and one could tell at the first glance that this
woman was a socialite.
Emilie had been so once.
The woman walked over, took off her coat, and put it on Emilie. She didn’t complain about the terrible smell
around Emilie. She held Emilie in her arms and said with astonishment and concern, “Emilie, what happened.
to you…”
Emilie, who had an unfocused look, slowly raised her head and then said weakly, “Yazmin…”
Then, Emilie blacked out.
Yazmin immediately threw Emilie away with contempt. She looked at Emilie lying on the ground and clicked her tongue twice.
Yazmin thought, so pathetic!
I told them to be tough, but they seemed to lose control of themselves. Look at her! Her body seems rotten.
However, this may help. Emilie will become my best helper.
Emilie woke up in the hospital.
She felt a sharp pain as if a car had crashed past her whole body.
As for her private parts, she felt a bursting pain there.
Yazmin pushed open the door, walked into the ward, and saw Emilie move. She quickened her pace forward
and said softly. “Emilie, you are badly injured. Don’t move.”
Emilie was moved by the concern shown by Yazmin, so tears flowed down her face. Emilie choked with sobs.
Yazmin said, “Emilie, calm down. Your private parts were torn apart, so the doctor sewed them for you. There
are marks left by the belt on your body. I am afraid that they will become scars!”
Yazmin stabbed Emilie in the heart with this speech. Yazmin tried to remind Emilie of her miserable situation
and scarry body.
“Ah…”
Emilie shouted like mad.
Emilie thought, I can’t marry rich now!
Even an old man won’t like this broken body!
Emilie held Yazmin by the hand and sobbed, “Yazmin… I don’t want to live anymore. My life is ruined. How can
I live with this broken body?”
The despair shown by Emilie pleased Yazmin. Yazmin thought, that is what I want.
“Emilie, did you offend anyone? What you suffered seems more than rape. It seems to me that someone deliberately ruined you. This person behind the scene must hate you very much!”
Emilie suddenly saw the light.
Emilie remembered that vague call and the conversation between the rapers.
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