Smelling the strong odour rushing toward her face, she felt like her eyes being badly stung.
“Hey, let go!” Bonnie kept struggling.
However, her jacket slightly fell off her shoulder because of her violent move, beneath which the fair skin of her shoulder was revealed.
Her soft and purely fair skin sparkled under the moonlight, which intoxicated that drunk man.
‘Damn, that hot chick! What a surprise in this shithole!’
At the thought of that, he smiled lustfully while reaching out his hand to touch her face, “Your skin feels so damn soft! Come on, give me a cuddle, sweetheart!”
Bonnie seized the chance to hit his crotch with her laptop pack.
The man soon burst into scream, flopping onto the ground with his hands holding his crotch.
Bonnie hurried to run.
However, the man grabbed her ankle the next second. And thus Bonnie stumbled down upon the grit, which slightly cut her fair skin all over.
“Bitch, how dare you!” huffing, the man was about to slap her.
She could feel his hand swoop across her face. But no pain happened after that.
Instead, the man in her front started to scream for help. He seemed to be more painful than a moment ago when he got hit on the crotch.
What happened?
Bonnie opened her eyes and then saw a tall shadow standing in her front.
With the moonlight shedding on his back, he looked aloof, proud and noble, totally different from this nasty deserted factory area.
Obviously, only Sebastian possessed this kind of aura.
Only him!
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