Please behave My Lord

Chapter 132: She'S In My Hands Now

Chapter 132: She's in my hands now

When the ropes on Mariana were removed, she immediately struggled and struggled to raise her hand,

slapping the thin man hard in the face with a rough noise.

Anger welled up in her eyes as the thin man leaned forward and grabbed the woman's hands with one

hand, lifting them above her head, then began tearing off her clothes.

-Bitch! How dare you hit me?

He stripped off her outer garment, exposing a black bra on the inside and a wide area of smooth white

skin, but which was now covered with bruises and wounds.

Terror instantly flooded her heart and Mariana could not help struggling. She looked up and saw the

thin man, with a terrible laugh and exposed yellow teeth, now slowly approaching her.

He felt his stomach churning.

Just as the thin man was about to kiss her, a deafening sound suddenly rang out behind her: the heavy

iron door crashed against the concrete wall.

The next moment, Leopold, upon encountering the scene before him, had a look that shone with anger

and coldness. The bare, snow-white skin was very dazzling.

At the same time, the attendant nodded to the burly bodyguards who had come together, dozens of

men rushed forward quickly and in an instant grabbed the two men standing to one side.

At this point, Susana reacted very quickly. She hurriedly stepped forward and dragged Mariana off the

ground, pulling out a sharp knife and placing it against Mariana's slender neck.

The thin man also stood beside him.

-Don't come any closer!

For a moment, the bodyguards looked at each other and all stopped moving, turning their gaze to the

man standing in the center who was radiating rage.

And Mariana, who was restrained, also looked at Leopoldo.

The tears that had not fallen during the beating and abuse she had just endured now flowed like a river

that had opened its floodgates, sliding down her cheeks and washing away some of the dirt.

-Leopoldo...

His hoarse voice trembled.

Leopoldo felt as if his heart was being rubbed hard. The tears streaming down the woman's face made

the coldness in her eyes intensify and her face darken, as if it were the brief calm that preceded the

storm.

-Let her go.

The tone was calm, but it was also frightening and clear, wrapped in a great strength.

Susanna shuddered, cold sweat pouring off her and she gripped the knife tighter. In an instant, a spot

of red blood appeared on the pale neck.

-Don't make me! She's in my hands now!

He shouted at Leopoldo, as if he were bluffing.

Turning his head slightly, Leopold gave a glance to his assistant behind him, who nodded softly.

-I can satisfy you with all this, as long as you let her go.

After a few cold chuckles, Susanna suddenly went suddenly crazy and burst out laughing, which was

so raucous that it pierced the sky like a sharp blade sheathed.

They gave a very unpleasant sensation.

-Let her go? Why should I let her go? I was so scared I almost forgot my purpose, didn't I come just to

kill her? Then why should I let her go?

He looked at Leopold with a horrible expression, and even his smile was wicked and merciless.

At this moment, the bodyguard who had been standing diagonally in front of Susanna had moved to

her side silently and step by step when she wasn't paying attention.

Then, he stepped forward at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye and pushed away the knife

in Susana's hand. The next moment, he found himself contained in the thin man's arms and the two

began to fight.

Leopoldo quickly stepped forward, taking off his suit jacket and wrapping it around Mariana as he

pulled her into his arms.

The shivering, cold body was suddenly surrounded by warmth and she couldn't help but grab the jacket

as if she were grasping for a glow in the dark.

The hand that embraced the woman tightened involuntarily. Her tone was still indifferent, but tinged

with a hint of tenderness:

-All right.

Soon, Susana and the thin man were captured by the bodyguards.

Leopoldo lifted Mariana as his icy gaze passed one by one through the men. His thin lips parted

slightly, but his words came out as if from hell:

-Get rid of them.

Some people should not have lived in the sunlight, they were only fit for the foul darkness.

-Yes.

The car was traveling down the highway at high speed when a voice rang out from the passenger side,

tinged with a hint of panic.

-I... I don't want to go to the hospital.

A memory like that I did not want to evoke.

Looking at the woman's bruises, Leopoldo said nothing and the atmosphere inside the car seemed to

freeze for a moment.

-I don't want to go to the hospital!

Mariana bit her lower lip and looked stubbornly at Leopoldo, her eyes, which had been so clear and

bright, were full of tears, but that couldn't hide the fear underneath either.

In the end, Leopoldo did not take her to the hospital, but returned directly to the villa.

He led Mariana up the stairs slowly, the woman's soft hands now resting on his neck. The two were so

close that their breathing could be heard. After gently placing her on the bed, the man turned and left.

The room instantly regained its silence, even with the lights on, it gave a cold and lonely feeling, the

warmth that had just surrounded her had dissipated. Mariana curled up in a baby position despite the

pain of the scars on her body.

He had left her behind.

Tears spread across her eyes and filled them, then slipped quietly away.

At this moment, there came suddenly behind her the sound of slippers scraping against the wooden

floor, seeming very clear in the still night. She sat up abruptly and looked up.

The long figure approached her step by step, like a god in Mariana's eyes, shining a faint glow all

around.

The man lowered his eyes, placed the first aid kit on the floor, reached up to remove her suit jacket,

then tried to untie the woman's bra.

Mariana rushed to wrap her hands around her chest and asked cautiously:

-What are you doing?

-Since you don't want to go to the hospital, I'll have to give you medicine.

Even though they had made things more intimate, he still couldn't do it when he asked her to undress

in such a bright light.

Mariana bit her lower lip hard as a blush appeared on her face,

-Let the maid do it for me.

A wry laugh came from above, the indifferent words that left the man's lips struck hard on Mariana's

eardrums.

-Mariana, do you think I would be interested in doing something to you in your current state?

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Mariana stiffened and reached up to subconsciously touch her reddened and swollen cheek, and an

immediate pain erupted from where she had touched it.

So, he did not refuse again.

Coolness invaded her body and she squeezed her eyes shut as her eyelashes quivered softly.

-That's it.

Mariana covered herself with the blanket, still with her eyes down and a bewildered and lost face, and

said somewhat dazedly:

-Thank you.

Footsteps were heard and the man, without another word, turned and left.

Tonight seemed like a dream.

When Mariana woke up the next day, her face was still a little red and swollen, but it didn't hurt as

much. At breakfast, the nanny was surprised by her appearance and she had to explain the reason.

But unexpectedly as soon as she did so, her phone rang. She looked at it confused, it was Xavier

calling her:

-Mariana, I heard you went to the hospital to see me?

Mariana looked down, stirring the food in front of her, only to feel her throat go dry.