Love Coming from the Least Expected

Chapter 175

“You’re pregnant?” Lyle started trembling in fear. He looked at me in the eyes with an apologetic look. It was then I knew he had made up his mind.

He stuttered, “I-I’m so sorry, Yvonne! I’ll owe you once and think of something to save you once I’m back!”

Once he finished justifying himself, he shot daggers at the kidnappers and yelled, “I’ll be bringing Crystal away with me!”

His announcement sent to me a vicious cycle of despair. Thereafter, I went dead silent as he rushed over to Crystal’s rescue and brought her out of the basement.

I was about to spend my remaining few hours in despair while they would start a brand-new day without me.

Why has it gotten to me again when his decision isn’t that much of a surprise? Well, I guess luck was never on my side!

As they strode their way out, Crystal beamed in satisfaction and mouthed in silence, “It’s time for you to enjoy the upcoming session!”

I could feel my limbs turning stiff as the door was kept shut once again. A chill ran down my spine as the three vicious-looking men approached me as though they were up to no good.

“It’s such a shame to be abandoned by your husband!” One of them started undressing me, exposing the undergarments I had put on.

“See! She’s not even in her right mind anymore!” Another of them tore my shirt in half as he couldn’t wait to feel my skin.

All of a sudden, I started retaliating against them. The racking sensation coming from my tied-up hands was nothing as compared to the tidal waves of emotions I felt. “What are you guys doing? Stay away from me!”

I had rushed over to Lyle’s rescue over and over again in the past, but he had never hesitated to leave me alone whenever I needed him.

As someone removed my pair of shoes, I launched a powerful kick at him at the crotch area. Subsequently, he collapsed to the ground and crouched in pain.

“Ugh! You’re such a useless man!”

“What the heck!” The struggling man brought himself up and slapped me in the face. As a result, I started feeling lightheaded.

Crystal was right! I’ll soon end up being their tool to satisfy their lust because no one will rescue me!

As they surrounded me with lust written all over their faces, I tried my best to shrug their hands off me when I felt them. They seemed to be deriving pleasure through teasing me.

They soon burst out laughing while inflicting pain on me by pinching me. They enjoyed seeing me groaning in pain. Unable to hold back their lust anymore, one of them grabbed my legs and raised them against my will.

I started trembling in fear as there was nothing else I could do to salvage myself. When the last piece of garment I had put on was removed, I could feel another man’s legs around my thighs.

That was the moment I made up my mind to defend my dignity, even if it meant coming at the cost of my life. I started biting my tongue with all my might in an attempt to kill myself, but they soon figured out my plan and grasped my chin to stop me.

Consequently, my jaw was dislocated because of the men’s brute force.

“You’re such a stubborn b*tch! I’ll let you have the best time of your life for one last time, even if you’re dying!”

“Hahaha! I wonder if there’s anything different from having it with someone from the upper echelon!”

“Hey, hurry up! We’re still waiting for our turns!”

Someone, please! Christopher, where are you? Save me! I need you! This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

As torrents of grief streamed down my cheeks, I started wondering if I had the courage to move on after pulling myself through the humiliating session.

I was completely rendered incapable of motions as my legs were tied to the armrests of the chair. Soon, my entire face was drenched in tears and blood.

Why can’t I even kill myself? Am I not even allow to make the choice? C-Christopher!

When I thought that would be the end of my miserable life, someone barged into the basement and rushed over to my side, throwing punches at the men surrounding me.

Although it was an intense session, I couldn’t care less until I felt myself nestling in a man’s embrace.

“I’m so sorry I’m late!”