A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL : CHAPTER 211 – 220
I straightened, meeting his gaze with defiance. “I’m not here to please you,” I said, my voice steady despite the tremors of fear within me. “I’m here to survive.”
His smile faltered for a moment, but then he laughed, a low, menacing sound that echoed through the chamber. “You have spirit, I’ll give you that.
But spirit alone won’t save you from what’s to come.” his white hair and dark eyes made him stand out too much.
I still have no idea where that bastard of Liam look alike drop me but I will definitely not allow some other man touch me.
“really?” I replied, a flicker of confidence igniting within me. “But I thought you just wanted to give me a long sweet fuck?”
He smile ” I thought you will put on a long fight ” he slowly take off his jacket and start unbuttoning his shirt, his gaze not leaving me ” take off your clothes”
I proceeded in laying on the bed, making sure I was close to the knife ” why don’t you do it yourself ” I watch him take off his clothes, get on the bed and whispers
” So that you can stab me with that knife?” He smile, licking his lips ” I don’t think so ”
I just know am in big trouble.
A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL : CHAPTER 211 – 220
SELENE’S TRUE DESIRE 2
SELENE FROWNED.
I lay on the bed, my heart pounding in my chest, every instinct screaming at me to fight or flee.
The boss, with his predatory gaze, began to unbutton his shirt, and an icy dread settled in the pit of my stomach. I had to stay focused; I wouldn’t let him take control without a fight.
“Take off your clothes,” he commanded, his voice oozing confidence and menace.
I felt a surge of defiance. “Why don’t you do it yourself?” I shot back, my voice steady despite the tremor of fear rattling through me. I shifted slightly, positioning myself closer to the knife hidden beneath the pillow. If the moment came, I needed to be ready.
He smirked, an unsettling gleam in his eyes. “So that you can stab me with that knife?” he taunted, licking his lips. “I don’t think so.”
I was acutely aware that I was in a life-or-death situation. The very air around us felt charged, thick with tension. As he crawled closer, I could feel the weight of his intentions pressing down on me.
Time seemed to stretch, and I knew I had to act. As he leaned in, I swung my leg up and kicked him hard in the chest. The surprise registered on his face just before he stumbled backward, giving me the precious moment I needed.
“don’t you dare touch me!” I shouted, scrambling to my feet.
He recovered quickly, his expression shifting from surprise to anger. I darted toward the door, but he lunged at me, grabbing my wrist and pinning my arm above my head. The strength in his grip was like iron, and I felt a wave of panic surge through me.
“Hold still!” he growled, his breath hot against my face.
But I wouldn’t be subdued that easily. I twisted my body, using my legs to kick at him again, aiming for his knees and thighs. My feet connected with his cock and he grunted with each blow, clearly unprepared.
“Stop fighting!” he yelled, trying to regain control.
“Never!” I spat, summoning every ounce of strength I had. I struggled against his hold, my free hand searching for the knife. I could feel it pressing against the fabric of my dress, a tantalizing reminder of my only chance at freedom.
With a sudden burst of energy, I managed to wrestle my arm free for just a moment. I reached down, fingers brushing the cold metal of the blade. I had to get it into my grip.
But he was quick, seizing my wrist again and pinning it down with renewed force. “You think you can escape?” he sneered, his eyes narrowing.
“Watch me!” I shouted, kicking out again, this time aiming for his stomach. The impact made him stagger back, and I used that moment to lunge for the knife. My fingers wrapped around the handle, and I felt a surge of triumph.
“stay back!” I yelled, brandishing the knife in front of me.
His expression shifted from arrogance to wariness. “You think you can scare me with that?”
A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL : CHAPTER 211 – 220
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