Hank dragged Thea out, throwing her on the couch.

Thea’s clothes were in tatters. She was going to lose her mind.

Hank was like a cat playing with a mouse, wearing a playful expression. “Come on, Thea. Beg me. Beg me!”

Thea bit her lip.

Even though her body could no longer take it, she refused to say anything.

Just then, something happened.

Crash!

Someone kicked the locked office door down.

The office door collapsed. A man rushed in furiously, veins popping on his face.

“Wh-who are you?