Deep love: insatiable lover

-Dad!

Cecilia’s voice was mixed with sobs and her reddened eyes were full of fear. She didn’t want to see her father hurt and she wanted to go back to him. But the evil man in front of her grabbed hold of her and wouldn’t let her move.

She was so scared that her body was shaking and her little face was white.

-Good girl, do as I say and close your eyes.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Dylan looked at his daughter, his smile still soft. He was trying to calm his terrified daughter, he didn’t want her to see the bloodshed in front of her. Without Vanessa by his side, all he had left was his daughter.

How could he allow himself to be hurt when he was such a good baby.

Heh, father-daughter love.

Orlando said mockingly as he looked at father and daughter with cold eyes.

The depths of his eyes filled with twisted pleasure.

Such a situation was what I most wanted to see, to see Dylan having to compromise and beg for mercy in front of him because of his daughter. Heh, the taste really hurt.

-Dylan, did you ever think about today when you took everything from me? Did you ever think about today when you had people looking for me? Haha, you have made me inhuman and so miserable, and I am not going to let you get away with it. Aren’t you the condescending one, aren’t you the high and mighty president of SJ? Well, then kneel down in front of me. Kneel down in front of me, apologise, ask for forgiveness and say something nice to me. Maybe I’ll let your daughter go when I’m in a good mood.

Orlando smiled happily.

The thought of the imposing Dylan on his knees begging for mercy in front of him filled his heart with twisted pleasure.

-Haha, aren’t you great, aren’t you great in your tactics? Dylan, if you want your daughter to live, get down on your knees and ask for forgiveness.

Orlando’s voice suddenly turned icy as he glared viciously at Dylan.

-I promise you. But you also have to promise not to hurt my daughter, she’s still a child.

Dylan’s face showed no sign of humiliation at Orlando’s outrageous demands. His brow was furrowed and his eyes were fixed only on Cecilia, who was white as a sheet, while there was a spot of blood on her white neck.

There was nothing she could not accept in terms of getting down on her knees and begging Orlando for mercy for her daughter’s safety.

-I promise not to hurt your daughter if you get down on your knees and beg for mercy. I promise not to hurt your daughter if you get down on your knees and beg for mercy, ask for my forgiveness and pray for my forgiveness.

How can this be?

He set about humiliating Dylan.

When he had humiliated him enough, making him taste all the shame he had suffered, then he would take him and his daughter with him and Vanessa with him to her death.

Having come this far, Orlando has no intention of living.

Today, he was going to throw his weight around.

He wants the money, he wants the company, he wants to confuse Dylan into thinking that’s all Orlando wants, he wants to disappoint him and then kill him when he thinks it’s all over.

In any case, Orlando would not have long to live.

Orlando’s face twisted again at the thought of what had happened to him during that time.

His eyes were filled with a ferocity that sent shivers down her spine.

-Good.

Dylan kept his concern to himself without showing it as he approached Orlando even though his leg was still bleeding.

-Stop!

-Wasn’t it you who told me to get down on my knees for you? I’m walking over there now, about to kneel. What, are you backing out?

Dylan’s tall, cold stare irritated Orlando – why should Dylan still look so high and mighty when he was now on the low side and should be the one on his knees begging for mercy?

-Then come here, kneel down in front of me and beg. And repent of what you have done in the past and ask for my forgiveness.

-Chief!

Mateo clenched his fists in anger. What Orlando was asking was simply humiliating.

He was deliberately trying to humiliate Dylan.

Matthew tried to step forward, but was stopped by a look from Dylan.

-Stay still.

-Orlando’s tone was contemptuous: “You’re just a dog, how can you bark when your master hasn’t spoken?

Matthew clenched his fists in annoyance, but there was nothing he could do.

-All right, Dylan, you can kneel down now. Remember, be sincere in your pleas for mercy and say something nice. Otherwise, I don’t know what I’ll do.

Orlando said this deliberately.

He wanted to see Dylan’s humiliated face, to see the anger, to see him give in. But Dylan kept his cool, took a few steps in front of him and knelt down without hesitation.

Even Orlando had not expected it to be so dry.

-Jeh. HaHa… Dylan, you really have your day.

After a moment of frozen silence, Orlando suddenly laughed uncontrollably and wildly.

And as he laughed triumphantly, Dylan inadvertently reached behind his back and gave Mateo a quick finger.

Mateo, who was still angry, calmed down for a moment when he read what Dylan meant by this gesture.

Without saying anything, he looked off into the distance and was reassured to see a certain building not too far away.

Luckily, Dylan was prepared, otherwise they would have had to watch Orlando flail today.

-Well, now start confessing and begging for mercy with me. Remember to say something nice, or I won’t promise not to hurt your daughter.

Orlando said with a hint of glee.

As Dylan opened his mouth, intending to say something, he suddenly had a better idea.

-Wait!

-What else are you going to do?

Before Dylan could say anything, Mateo was already glaring at Orlando in anger and rage.

-Doing what? -Orlando scoffed, smugly, “Dylan, the president of the SJ Group, gets down on his knees with someone to confess and ask for forgiveness, how can I be the only one to see something so interesting? How about this, have your dog turn on his phone and stream it live so more people can see your Dylan’s sincerity. That way I will be happier and your daughter’s wellbeing will be more assured.

-Orlando, don’t overdo it!

How dare you make such a vicious demand?

-Hey, do you have the right to negotiate? -Orlando sneered and snapped Cecilia’s neck, the sharp blade coming even closer to her neck, inflicting another wound, as he sneered.

-I have the biggest bargaining chip in my hand, you are in no position to bargain with me. Now, turn on the phone, I want everyone to see Dylan’s humble request.

Mateo almost exploded in anger and glared viciously at Orlando.