Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )
Chapter 365

"You... you monster... go to hell," I glared fiercely at Howard, feeling my breath constrict as he tightened his grip on my neck.

As I watched Bobby start to remove his pants, a wave of despair washed over me.

I was now certain that no one would come to rescue me...

Peter was meticulous in his planning. Since had instructed Howard to bring me here, the chances of the police or Steve replaceing me were slim.

The cold, painful sensation of men's hands gripping my legs only deepened my despair. Memories of the fear and hopelessness from my previous life, when Michael and his gang bullied me, flooded back, suffocating me.

"I-I'll kill you... "I cried out in despair, feeling sick and repulsed by their touch.

"Get away from me. Don't touch me, you filthy animal." was all I could think.

"Steve... "I sobbed, desperately praying for someone to come and save me.

"Bang!" The iron door was violently kicked open.

Howard and Bobby were caught off guard, their pants still undone, as they cautiously eyed the doorway.

I desperately tumbled off the wooden bed, my hands still bound above me.

I had hoped it was someone coming to rescue me, but it wasn't; it was another one of their accomplices.

A man with sunglasses emerged from the car. His loosely buttoned shirt revealed the tattoos that adorned his muscular body, extending up to his neck. He had a menacing look, with lip piercings and a towering stature, his hair tied back.

"I'm here for the goods," the man said in a low voice.

Howard and Bobby sighed with relief, cursing, "Couldn't you at least knock on the damn door before barging in?"

The man glanced at me. I was squatting on the ground, trembling, with my torn pants discarded aside, leaving my pale legs exposed.

"Boss wants me to inspect the goods first." The man advanced slowly toward me, gripping my hair to tilt my head up for inspection.

I trembled with fear, meeting his gaze with trepidation. Yet, there was something strangely familiar about this man...

He stared at me for a moment before chuckling, "Is this all you've got?"

Howard appeared rather displeased, his brows furrowing. "Are you blind or something? She's nearly as stunning as the top star in our country."

Stephany was undeniably beautiful; at least, that's how I saw her.

I had a suspicion that the man was intentionally mocking me, but it wasn't the time to dwell on that. I remained trembling with fear, wondering if there was any chance of escape.

"Ah!" I let out a call as the man suddenly cut the rope binding my wrist with a knife.

Then, he hoisted me up and pushed me onto the bed, spreading my legs in an embarrassing and uncomfortable position.

I regarded him warily, my body still shaking. My gaze darted to the knife he had set aside.

"I need to examine her. Is she a virgin?" the man asked.

Howard and Bobby scoffed. "You want a virgin? Go fuck yourself."

The man raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. His hands, adorned in black gloves, gripped my thighs, slowly moving upward.

My breath hastened and my hands clenched tightly, watching him intently to see what he was going to do.

"She's worth nothing." Suddenly, his hands left my thighs, and he turned to light a cigarette.

His knife was left beside me, as if deliberately placed. I stared alertly at his back.

Howard's accomplice couldn't stop cursing. "Fuck! Are you messing with us? You took in those ugly non-virgins before but rejected this pretty one?" Howards observed the man warily, then pulled Bobby. "Something's not right..."