The Wrong Woman
Chapter 195

"Norvania."

"Holy shit, I like her." The bald man stood up and couldn't wait to put his hands on her.

Before he got out of his seat, a huge hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

"I quite like this woman, Mick. Why not let me have her?"

Suzanne looked toward the man and froze in shock.

The man had refined and handsome features and a tall build. He was dressed in a cool black outfit. He even looked a bit like Nathan Morrison.

"I thought you were impotent, Liam? There are tons of women who serve you, and you don't even spare them a single glance. Why are you so into this one?"

Liam smiled shallowly. "I'm perfectly normal. I just haven't met a woman I actually like."

Mick, the bald man, smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Alright, I'll hand her to you when I'm done with her."

Liam stood up promptly and insisted, unwavering, "I've never asked you for anything, Mick. I actually quite like her and can't wait any longer. Could you let me go first?"

Liam was never one to fool around with women. So, they were all amused at the sight of him becoming so eager at the moment.

Mick glanced at Suzanne and sighed. "Alright, who wouldn't want this woman when she looks so pretty? She must be used. Just give her back to me when you're through with her. "Go ahead." He patted Liam on the shoulder.

Liam picked up a cigarette from the table and approached Suzanne. He yanked roughly on her arm and dragged her into the hut at the side.

Suzanne was terrified. Tears were brimming in her eyes as she frantically looked around, trying to look for an escape.

In a place as heavily guarded as this, her chances were close to zero. She might die here today.

In the room, Liam locked the door and threw her onto the bed.

She immediately scrambled up and got on her knees with her hands held together, begging. "Please let me go," she cried. "I can give you money, please." Liam took out a cigarette from the box and leaned on the shelf, lighting it up lazily. The sharp features of his side profile were extremely good-looking. "Make noises," he said curtly.

"What?" Suzanne froze.

He took a deep drag of his cigarette. "Moan, scream, struggle and cry. Do you understand?"

Suzanne's face grew hot. Her chest constricted as she realized what he was trying to do and felt his kindness.

However, it didn't help that she didn't know how to do any of those things. She was afraid it wouldn't sound real.

"I don't really know how."

He threw the cigarette on the floor and stomped it out. He then said mockingly, "You don't know how? Was that guy that bad in bed?"

Suzanne was confused. "What do you mean?"

Liam closed the distance between them in an instant. He pounced on her and held her firmly in his embrace. Then, he buried his head in the crook of her neck. His sudden movements scared her, and she started struggling against him.

"No... Please don't do this..." she cried out.

Liam did nothing more than that. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Don't stop. Just continue making sounds like that."

She didn't dare to stop. Her body stopped resisting, but she continued crying and yelling.

"Where did you come from?"

"My husband works at the Norvanian Military. I went to the market to look around and got kidnapped." she replied between sobs.

He shot her a cold laugh. "Out of everyone, why did it have to be you? Talk about bad luck."

Her body shivered violently, and she anxiously blinked away her tears. She took a deep breath and calmed down before asking, "Do you know me?" Liam turned toward her and lay on his side. He propped his head up with his hand and stared at her.

"Chubs, right?"

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