Upon receiving his son’s call, Leon Keane’s handso face turned dark. He had no doubt about Ian Keane’s words, because he already knew that Ian was a top hacker, and only Ivana Monroe could make Ian so nervous.
"I’m going to rescue your mommy right now. You and Timmy stay at ho and be good."
Leon Keane got up, grabbed the black trench coat from the hanger, and draped it over his shoulders.
"It’s too late, Daddy. My brother and I are already in the car."
"Don’t you dare..."
Beep beep beep...
Before Leon could finish his sentence, the call was cut off. The veins on his temple throbbed. Ian was acting out of line, doing dangerous things and even taking Timmy along?
Once Ivana is saved, when they are back, he’s going to spank Ian.
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Ivana Monroe felt hot all over, her face flushed like a blushing peach. Her mouth was dry, her eyes were dazed, and a void in her heart was close to collapsing.
The drug had taken effect.
Ivana bit her lip hard, trying to use the pain to make herself sober, but even tasting the blood had no effect, and her body still felt uncomfortable.
A few n surrounded her, showing her hungry and sickening expressions. Ivana had an illusion of being trapped in a fate she couldn’t escape. Her nose twitched, and tears welled up. If she was dood to be sullied by these disgusting pigs today, she would rather die.
Ssshhh...
"Director, how long until we reach the prison? I can’t hold on much longer."
The sharp-faced man kept swallowing, the stunning beauty before him had bitten her lip to the point of bleeding, and the blood stained her lips, alluring like Da Ji. Who the hell could resist this?
"Hehe, I can’t hold on much longer either. Director, why don’t we shoot in the car? Look how dedicated this actress is, taking drugs just to play the part. She’s perfectly embodying the role of a chaste woman."
Another ugly man grinned, showing yellow teeth, fascinated by Ivana, laughing under his breath.
He didn’t know what kind of good fortune he stumbled upon today. After finishing work at the construction site, he ca to find a little fun with a lady, and got picked by the "director" to shoot a "sports film." Not only could he have fun with a beautiful "actress," but the "director" would also pay him five hundred bucks for his performance.
"You useless things, there are twenty minutes left. Just hold on!"
They swore, but their minds were no different from the two n who could hardly resist.
Ivana was already stunning with her delicate face and tall figure. At this mont, her face was red as if stead by heat in a bathroom, emitting a seductive fragrance. Those misty eyes even more so captured souls.
They decided, once they reached the prison, they’d all go at it together!
After all, Ivana was dood to not escape the prison, and dying in there was highly likely. As long as they cut out their parts afterwards, no one would find out about their "good deeds."
So exciting!
The two n rubbed their hands together, eagerly waiting for the twenty minutes to pass quickly.
Fawn Rhodes stared intently at the business car ahead, constantly telling the driver, "Catch up quickly, don’t lose them, understand?"
The driver sympathetically said to Fawn, "Sigh~ little brother, I know it must be devastating for you inside with what’s happening, but I still want to advise you to see it openly. Don’t be too impulsive. Such a woman isn’t worth your love, nor worth fighting that lover. With your looks, finding a pretty young girl shouldn’t be difficult at all, right?"
Fawn angrily retorted, "What kind of bullshit are you spouting? Ivana is the love of my life; no one can compare to her. If those bastards dare to do anything to her, I’ll knock them all dead."
He raised a small hamr in his hand, and Fawn’s little universe erupted.
The driver was sowhat incredulous.
Wasn’t his wife with one person? She’s with several people?
This little brother is peculiar, his wife so promiscuous, yet he treats her as the love of life?
The driver couldn’t help but wonder, what kind of unparalleled beauty could openly cheat and still have Fawn completely infatuated, remaining hopelessly devoted?
Suddenly.
Fawn realized the implied aning in the driver’s words.
Glaring fiercely at the driver, Fawn felt like knocking him dead, "Are you out of your mind? Did I tell you Ivana cheated? She was kidnapped by so bad people, and I’m on my way to save her, do you understand?"
The driver shuddered all over, feeling extrely awkward, "Un...understood, little brother... I’m sorry."
Fawn shouted, "I don’t need your apology. Just keep following them, and if you lose track, I’ll risk my life against you."
The driver’s back was drenched in cold sweat. Fawn looked crazy, raising the small hamr high, and the driver feared Fawn getting agitated and striking his head with it.
Twenty minutes later.
A remote, abandoned prison, overgrown with weeds outside, iron gates rusty and dilapidated.
The driver parked a bit far from the business car. After getting out of the car, Fawn crouched and ran towards the business car.
"Little brother, you haven’t paid..."
The driver opened the car window and shouted to Fawn, but thinking of "his" wife being taken by bad people, he covered his mouth, "Forget it, consider this as a good deed."
As he left, the driver called the police to help Fawn.
Ivana was pushed into a room, full of dust, with a heavily dusty iron bed lying against the wall.
Kyle Sinclair and the n who entered coughed from the dust.
"Director, seriously? The environnt is this bad? The bed is this small? Shooting here?"
The sharp-faced man complained about the environnt.
"Yes, right here. The plot is that the actress gets assaulted by several male prisoners in the prison, and you two are the prisoners assaulting her."
"Brother, stop whining. Listen to the director. The actress doesn’t mind the dirty environnt; why should you? Do you think your skin is smoother and whiter than the actress’s?"
The construction worker couldn’t wait any longer. He had been working on construction sites, far dirtier than here, and didn’t mind. He was fully occupied with the thought of Ivana under him... hehehe.
Seeing the construction worker compromise, the sharp-faced man couldn’t say anything further.
The construction worker began undressing.
The sharp-faced man was not to be outdone.
Kyle Sinclair had a cara shoved in his hands, and the two n who took his gun looked like they had consud aphrodisiacs.
Sinclair’s mouth curved into a sinister smile, gripping the cara tightly. Seeing a pair of pants thrown on the ground, with his gun in its pocket, hatred flashed in his eyes.
No need to rush.
Once Ivana was defiled, he’d take the gun and kill Ivana and them all.
Ivana was so vile; leaving her in prison, she probably wouldn’t have the courage to die.
He wanted revenge for his sister, to send Ivana to hell to kneel and apologize to his sister.
Seeing the four n pounce on Ivana, Kyle Sinclair’s eyes welled with big tears, and he whispered, "Sister, do you see this? Ivana Monroe’s fate, that bitch? Sister, once the filming ends, I’ll kill Ivana so you can rest in peace. "
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