"Go ahead, scream all you want. Scream until your voice breaks... It won't make a damn difference."

Hank looked like he was savoring the moment, lust blazing in his eyes.

"Emily, you walked right into this yourself. Tonight, unless I make sure you know what it feels like to be taken hard and rough, I might as well not call myself a man," he said, breathing heavily.

He yanked her hair and dragged her back toward the villa. Anyone with a brain could tell exactly what he planned to do.

Theo chuckled from the side. "Mr. Armstrong, once you're done, would you mind if I took a turn?"

Hank raised a brow. "Theo, you're bleeding out. Are you sure you've got anything left in the tank?"

Theo's face twisted in hate. "That bitch is the reason I'm like this. Even if it kills me, I want to have her once."

Emily's heart dropped, filled with dread. She wished she could smash her head into the wall and end it all.

So this was Theo's true face. He was such a filthy and disgusting man. She