Trapped I can't escape from the Billionaire
Chapter 155

Letta could only cry and plead as the person who was now repeatedly striking Marco's body did not stop his movements. "Please, stop. I'll do anything as long as you stop hurting my husband," Letta said, making the guard stop his movements. "No, no, Letta. Don't say such silly things. Let him do whatever he wants to me, but not to you. You just need to stay quiet. I'm fine," Marco said, visibly gritting his teeth, looking at Letta, who shook her head.

"How can I stay calm and okay when you're being beaten like that? Look at your body, it really makes me feel so guilty," Letta said.

"I'm fine, Letta. I'm not as weak as you think. Let these people exhaust themselves just to hurt me. It won't mean anything to me," Marco said again, making the middle-aged man who was the boss of these guards laugh, then walk towards Letta.

"Is it true what I hear? It seems that physical blows won't make a man like Marco Jovanka feel hurt, and it seems I have a good idea," Lemos said, looking closely at Letta, making Letta look away, and Marco seemed to be able to read the current situation being pondered by the man.

"Don't even think of things that will make me angry, Lemos," Marco said, making Lemos finally look at him with his arrogant gaze.

"It seems like your threat doesn't apply to me right now. Weren't you the one who started playing with me in the first place?" Lemos said, making Marco sigh in frustration. Marco, who was muscular, had to face the middle-aged man who was stout. People would surely be able to guess who would win if they were to face each other. This was the way Lemos chose to proceed. "Never play dirty like this against me. If you dare, and don't rely on your lackeys here," Marco said again, making Lemos laugh again. "Masimo, take this woman into that cell," Lemos said to his guard, who seemed still loyal to him, making Marco try to struggle.

"Don't do anything to my wife, you bastard. I can really kill you anytime," Marco said again, but his threat seemed to mean nothing to Lemos, as Masimo easily grabbed Letta and dragged her into the cell behind him. The cell with iron bars like a prison made Letta shake her head.

"Don't try to touch me with your dirty hands," Letta said, pushing away Masimo's hand gripping her wrist. Letta then tried to get closer to Marco but failed.

Marco, who was trying to protect Letta, felt his heart wrench as he saw her crying and pleading. He wished to wipe away the tears streaming down her cheeks.

"You stay calm, I won't let you get hurt at all. Please, what you should do right now is: never look at me, no matter what happens, because I'll be fine," Marco said, once again provoking laughter from Lemos.

"Is that so? Are you sure you'll be fine after what I'm about to do?" Lemos asked, making Marco look at him sharply.

"Don't do anything, you bastard. You can torture me as much as you want," Marco said, making Lemos look back at him arrogantly.

"Is that so? Can I do it, Miss?" Lemos asked, looking at Letta, who was about to shake her head, when Marco spoke up again.

"Don't do anything, Letta, I beg you," Marco said, making Letta continue to cry, her tears making Marco's heart ache.

"Alright, if that's your decision. I want to see how strong you are in enduring my torture," Lemos said, making Marco fall silent, looking at him with a blank stare, even though his body was covered in whip marks, and his face was smeared with blood, as if he was not afraid at all of all the torture Lemos was inflicting. What worried Marco even more was if Lemos did something to Letta and their baby.

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"Masimo, pour saltwater on him," Lemos said, making Letta widen her eyes.

"No, please. How could you pour saltwater on him when his body is covered in wounds like that?" Letta screamed, trying to shake the iron bars.

"Don't worry, Miss. That husband of yours is very strong, he won't scream in pain, even if I stab him with hot lead," Lemos said, and the next moment Masimo immediately ordered the guards to bring the water instructed by Lemos, and then poured it onto Marco's body, making Marco groan in pain, and Letta could only close her eyes, seeing her husband's body now being flooded with water mixed with blood.

"Please, I beg you, don't do anything to my husband, I beg you," Letta said, as if she didn't want to listen to Marco's warnings.

"Listen to me, I'm fine. Stop begging that bastard," Marco shouted angrily at Letta.

"Then what should I do? Should I watch you suffer like that, should I watch them hit you? I can't do that, and this is all I can do to stop them, so please," Letta said, crying, and it seemed to be a very intriguing spectacle for Lemos. "Alright, you win. If that's what you want, will you replace your husband to beg me?" Lemos asked again, causing Letta to fall silent, as if she herself was unsure of what she had just offered. Of course, Lemos could already anticipate something that would terrify Marco, and what was on his mind was a certain Letta."

"Don't try to get close to my wife, you scoundrel, or you'll be facing me directly," Marco retorted.

"Calm down, I'm talking to your wife," Lemos replied nonchalantly.

"So, what can you do, Miss?" Lemos asked, approaching the iron bars, and a guard immediately opened the door, putting Lemos in the same room as Letta.

"Can you warm my bed?" Lemos asked, causing Marco to struggle in his restraints.

"Don't even touch my wife, I will truly destroy you, Lemos," Marco threatened, making Lemos laugh even more.

"This is truly an entertaining spectacle. How about I show you right now how I touch your wife? It will surely make you die on the spot. Sounds like a good idea," Lemos said, making Marco truly want to eliminate the old man in front of him. "Masimo, tie up this woman!" Lemos' words made Letta shake her head, as several people finally tied her hands and feet to the wall.

"If anything happens to my wife and my baby, I will truly annihilate you and everyone associated with you. Whether it's your siblings, your family, everything you have, I will annihilate them all," Marco said, and as if the threat meant little to Lemos.

"You can do that later after I feel how I touch your wife. I want to know how it feels until it drives a Marco Jovanka insane," Lemos said as he took off the jacket he was wearing, making Letta widen her eyes as she saw the man wearing a shirt that exposed his hairy chest. Just seeing him made Letta feel disgusted, let alone feeling the touch from the man. Letta could only cry and do nothing when her hands and feet were now perfectly bound. When Letta could smell the very pungent aroma from the man's body, even the smell alone made Letta really want to vomit right then, when Lemos was already in front of her.