Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 275

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Nicole's head jerked to the side and her ears rang from the impact.

Howe grabbed her by the hair again and slapped her repeatedly.

A mouthful of blood escaped Nicole's lips. He felt like his scalp was being ripped off and pain coursed through his entire body.

Howe laughed maniacally, apparently pleased with himself. "Now let's see how stubborn you are!"

Tears clouded Nicole's vision, but she could still make out the figure of a despicable being approaching her.

With a malicious look, Howe muttered to himself, "This isn't enough..."

That was just the appetizer. The main course had not yet been served.

Meanwhile, Nicole felt that the pain she was enduring was increasing. Tears cascaded down her face as she faced the harsh reality.

As the moments passed, his mind faded and the world seemed to have calmed down. He couldn't even speak a word or move his arms. It was as if he had lost control of his entire body.

For an eternity, Nicole felt like a puppet. His gaze was lost and his lip was stained with blood from biting it so much. It seemed that he no longer had any strength.

On the other hand, Howe seemed to have calmed down. He grabbed a little white pill from the cabinet and swallowed it with a sip of water.

He had erectile dysfunction, so he had to take a pill before having sex.

Nicole's figure was undeniably exquisite. Despite her slenderness, she had perky breasts and a pert ass.

Howe's breathing quickened as he imagined what he planned to do. Thinking it was time, he began to unbuckle his belt.

Nicole felt as if she had descended into a pitch-black abyss. I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. Unfortunately, she was weak and helpless and didn't even have the strength to fight. She could only watch as Howe approached her.

"Damn!" Howe swore suddenly, frustrated by his own lack of control. He hadn't even started, but he had already ejaculated. In his mind, Nicole's incredible body and his fantasies about her were to blame.

«Argh! Fuck!" Howe grumbled to himself. He went back to taking the medication.

This time he increased the dose and put seven pills in his mouth.

Then he pressed a button on the remote control and the room's projector played images of the torment he had inflicted on Nicole earlier.

Howe, twisted as he was, loved to watch people die.

Of course, I was aware that I would be better off doing something. But since Nicole was not physically strong, he was afraid that he would kill her if he went any further. He wanted to have fun with her while she was alive. He wouldn't feel the same if he died. Therefore, he prolonged his fantasies by playing the video of his suffering over and over again.

Nicole's eyes widened as she realized that the video playing was of her getting a beating. Her lips trembled and tears ran down her face like an incessant storm.

"Bastard!" Every word was like a sharp blade piercing his heart.

If his hatred was hell, Howe would have already turned to ashes.

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