BOOK2 Chapter4
That anger transforms into a fierce hatred.
Jessica steps closer, pressing her foot down on my face. "Still daring to talk back? Since you can't say what I want to hear, you might as well stay silent." "Cut out this worthless tongue!" she commands.
With a sharp command, one of Jessica's bodyguards steps forward, knife in hand, ready to approach me.
Seeing this, one of her friends nervously pipes up timidly, "Jessy, this is Mr. Davis's territory. Don't you think we're making too much noise here?"
Jessica shoots back without hesitation, "What's wrong with that? Charlie's my man, and his house is my house. I'm just teaching this shameless **p a lesson in my own home-who dares to say anything about it?" "Besides, Charlie loves me so much, even if I took this woman's She continues, wouldn't bat an eye."
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The other friends chime in, "Exactly! Jessy Queen is Mr. Davis's treasured woman. What can't she do?"
"If anything, Mr. Davis will just feel sorry for Jessy for having to deal with this trash."
With that, the timid girl loses her hesitation and settles in to watch the show.
I lie on the ground, the knife getting closer and closer.
Panic surges through me as I shout, "I really am Charles Davis's wife! If you do this, he won't let you get away with it!"
But my threats fall on deaf ears.
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The bodyguard approaches me like a ruthless machine, knife poised.
I try to escape, but Jessica's friends hold me down tightly.
I want to dodge, but the cold blade has already sunk deep into my mouth.
In one swift motion, everything goes dark,
I catch a glimpse of blood-my blood-and realize my tongue has been severed.
The pain is unimaginable, as if all my nerves are severed, and I feel myself fading in and out of consciousness.
I lie there like a heap of mud in a pool of my own blood, barely able to breathe, utterly helpless.
Jessica crosses her arms, looking down at me with a smirk. "With someone like you, even if you got surgery to look like me, Charlie would never give you a second glance. He loves me for who I am, got it?", "Not everyone can be as lucky as I am, and not everyone can make Charlie's heart. flutter."
"Since you're so desperate for men, I'll be generous and give you a few."
With that, she turns to her bodyguards and coldly commands, "This t**p is all yours. Whoever puts in the most effort gets two million!"
The bodyguards' eyes light up at her words, and they spring at me like hungry wolves.
I am too weak to fight back, crumpling on the ground with no strength left.
I want to scream, but without a tongue and with blood filling my mouth, no sound comes out. I can only submit to their brutality.
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