Unrivaled Dragon Lord novel Chapter 93

"Let go of me!" snapped Greta, and she struggled desperately!

But it was of no use. One of them grinned grimly and said, "Girl, don't struggle. Enjoy yourself is a better choice. We will make you satisfied."

The men grinned and laughed. Their hands groped all over Greta, even on her sensitive parts.

She looked pale, but she could do nothing about it, only to endure it.

Even Maxwell, who had been married to her for months, barely touched her. But these men were going to insult her!

"I'll give you anything you want, if you let go of me," Greta quivered, closing her eyes and shaking.

"What we want is you," laughed the men evilly.

"This girl looks like someone!" said a man suddenly. "Oh, I know who she is! She is the president of a company! She's a celebrity!"

"It's so excited to play with celebrities! What a good day, bros!"

The men tore Greta's high-grade uniform!

Her fair skin was exposed. Greta kept writhing and struggling, but to no avail.

Greta gradually gave up struggling. Hopelessness and despair flooded her.

She suddenly regretted that she should not have left home so late at night and she shouldn't be on the sidewalk...

The men caressed Greta's flat belly, and then, he moved his hand towards Greta's breasts.

The man unbuttoned Greta's bra and felt excited at what he saw.

"Shit! How plump she is!" The man looked lustfully at Greta.

"Bro, tear all her clothes!" said the other man, staring at Greta.

In a twinkling of an eye, they almost tore down Greta's clothes.

At that moment, a shrill alarm sounded far down the road, echoing in the air!

A police car raced along with its sirens wailing.

"The cops are coming!" The men were all shocked!

The police cars were coming straight at Greta. It was obviously for Greta!

"Shit! What a luck she is. We have to go." The men gave Greta a reluctant look, pinched her a few more times before leaving.

Greta covered herself and stood up shivering, her eyes misty.

One of the police cars stopped by the side of the road, the other car was chasing the men.

The door opened and a familiar man stepped out of the police car.

"Are you all right?" The man crouched down and hugged Greta gently.

"It's you?" Greta blinked her beautiful eyes and saw it was Maxwell.

"I've been looking for you since you left your dad's house. I couldn't find you at first, but luckily your dad knows someone at the police station and we asked the police to search Ocean City to find you," Maxwell whispered.

But he didn't tell Greta that before Derrick had located Greta, he had found where she was.

Otherwise, it was like looking for a needle in a bottle of hay.

"Thank you." Greta stared at Maxwell. He used to be calm and composed, but now he looked depressed and painful.

Greta always scolded Maxwell, but she never thought that one day she would be saved by Maxwell.

She had always felt that the mysterious man, who had nothing to do with Maxwell, would always save her every time she was in danger.

Today, Maxwell saved her.

"You are my wife. You don't have to say thank you," Maxwell smiled faintly.

"Come on, it's getting late. It's time to go back." Maxwell took off his coat, and put it on Greta. He then supported Greta to get into the police car.

The police car roared away into the distance.

When they came back villa, Greta took a shower and put on a thin nightdress. Then she sat down on a sofa in the living room and told Harriet what happened.

"That was too dangerous. If it hadn't been Maxwell, you might have been in real danger this time." Harriet patted her chest, feeling terrified.

"Yes." Greta breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the ceiling blankly.

"I'm tired. I'll go to bed first."

When Greta got up, Harriet yawned too. She looked at Maxwell, and smiled sweetly. "Are you going to sleep?"