NovelOnlineChapter 172 Chapter 172: Tracy initially resisted, managing to spit out much of the wine.
This act, however, splashed wine on Simon, igniting his anger further.
"You're just a secretary, a nobody. Even if I rape you today, no one would dare confront me." Gasping for air, Tracy retorted fiercely, "You're going to regret this! I work for Brian White. When he learns of this, he won't stand by. You should releasenow." Hearing this, Simon's laughter grew louder and more disdainful.
"Really? Brian White? Do you think he actually cares what happens to a secretary?" He then commanded his associates, "Hold her down. I'm not stopping today until she begs for mercy." Immediately, two men approached and seized Tracy firmly on either side.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTheir grip was strong.
Despite her struggles, Tracy found escape impossible.
With a malevolent grin, Simon said mockingly, "You asked for this." He stood over her, elegantly pouring a glass of red wine that fell like a stream of blood. The pour was quick and harsh. Wine splattered across Tracy's face, hair, and clothes, and sforced its way into her mouth, compelling her to swallow.
After forcing several glasses of wine, he switched to hard liquor.
Tracy watched in horror as he uncorked a bottle of strong spirits, her eyes wide with fear, shaking her head frantically. She tried to plead, but her voice failed her.
His laughter grew wilder, more chilling.
With each chuckle, he tipped the bottle, letting the liquor flow freely.
Fresh chapters live galnovsThe onslaught left Tracy disheveled and drenched, reeking of alcohol. As the harsh liquor burned down her throat, it felt like her insides were aflame.
The sensation was both fiery and painful.
She arched her neck back, desperately trying to clamp her mouth shut. Her jaw was clamped tightly as she was forcibly fed mouthfuls of alcohol, filling her mouth completely.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBy the end of the ordeal, with the bottle now empty, she was nearly unconscious, continuously coughing.
At that moment, her face was drenched not just from alcohol but also from tears mixed with regret.
She had known of Simon Prescott's reputation as a privileged, brash heir in his forties, infamous for his m reprehensible actions and flaunting his wealth. Yet, she had intentionally come, believing that enduring shardship or harassment might compel Brian to rescue her.
Tracy had anticipated possibly ending up drunk or being inappropriately touched, However, the reality of the situation had far surpassed her worst expectations. Had she foreseen the actual danger, she would never have chosen such a risky tactic. She realized she had gambled and lost miserably.
Just as despair overwhelmed her, the door of the private room was violently burst open.
Brian entered, his formidable presence framed by a backlight,m looking every bit the hero she needed.
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