On a private island in the Atlantic.Blue skies, turquoise waters, swaying palm trees, and a group of seagulls lingering by the shore. The sea was dotted with a few seagulls circling. Everything was so peaceful and beautiful, like a stunning painting from afar.It was exceptionally beautiful, especially with the warm sunlight shining down.The island was vast and empty, with only two European-style villas standing among the green trees and rocks. Their unique designs exuded a sense of dominance and mystery in the open space, tempting people to peek.The afternoon sun was dazzling, but inside one of the villas, there was a series of crashing sounds. Suddenly, a vase flew out and smashed into the palm tree outside the villa, shattering into pieces.A furious shout followed, "Damn it, Herman, are you even a man? If you have the guts, don't hide."Camellia's voice carried a hint of helplessness and softness. Though not as clear and bright as before, her words still carried Camellia's uniq
That look on his face was exactly like an upgraded version of a beast's gaze. Camellia intended to tease and provoke Herman, but little did she know that he would cooperate like this. She cursed herself for being foolish, knowing fully well that Herman didn't understand anything about sex, yet she still dared to provoke him, which was like asking for death.So Camellia, in a fit of anger, started unbuttoning her clothes. Herman, who had been standing still, finally moved. His speed surprised Camellia. She thought he would pounce on her right there and have sex with her, but to her surprise, Herman actually buttoned up her buttons.His slender fingers were elegant and beautiful, with a hint of roundness, and his knuckles were prominent, giving off a strong vibe. He squatted in front of Camellia, buttoning each button, looking so serious that Camellia was dumbfounded for a few seconds.Then she snapped back to her senses and slapped him across the face.Camellia's body was trembling so
Not far from Camellia and Herman, there was an island with a similar style to Camellia's—clear blue seas, white sandy beaches, and incredibly beautiful. The island had several wooden villas, and the air was filled with the scent of flowers. The whole island was covered in beautiful white roses, creating a stunning sight that seemed almost otherworldly, with a romantic ambiance.Amongst the white rose flowers, a girl around six or seven years old was picking flowers. She had long golden hair tied up in a high ponytail, delicate features, and a seemingly flawless appearance like the most beautiful doll from a store. Despite her young age, she didn't have the innocent expression one would expect from someone her age. There was a profound sharpness in her blue eyes, which she hadn't yet learned to hide.She focused on picking flowers, but if you paid attention, you would notice that she was completely on guard, like a young beast ready to break free from its cage.Suddenly, a gust of wind
"Hey, you think you're so great, huh? I'm not afraid of you," the muscular teenager growled, raising his fists as if ready to fight for his life, only to be intercepted by the other three.The four of them ganged up on her, but they weren't a match for that little girl. There were rules on the island - if you got beaten to death, it meant you were weak, and your body would be thrown into the sea to feed the fish. This girl was a dangerous individual. As long as you didn't provoke her, you'd be safe. But once you angered her, there was no good outcome."Why are you so protective of that boy? I don't remember you being this protective of the ones who were sent here before," another teenager sneered coldly.The girl lashed out with her whip, fiercely striking Henry's bruised body. Henry winced in pain, almost convulsing, but he held back his scream.The girl spoke indifferently, "Where do you see me being protective of him?"Indeed, if she was protective, why would she be this harsh?"An
But this island wasn't big, and there was no way to escape Saxon's grasp. Not to mention her current physical condition, she couldn't walk far at all. Her limbs were weak and she lacked strength. Jessica thought to herself that Saxon must have injected her with something else, as her body felt off.She had asked Saxon about it but he hadn't answered because he was in heat. Occasionally, she would feel intense pain rushing through her body, each time more unbearable than the last. She was getting used to it, her endurance growing stronger."Marcus, when will you find me?" Jessica stared intensely at the calm sea surface.The afternoon sun was brilliant, the sky crystal blue, making the sea even more beautiful. However, she had no intention of enjoying the scenery.She stood by the window for a while, then pushed the door open. The villa remained empty, silent. Where were the doctors and maids? Why had everyone disappeared?Jessica felt bewildered. There were surveillance cameras instal
"I don't know what you're talking about, but if you don't leave, don't blame me for being impolite," the instructor declared rudely.Jessica sneered coldly and couldn't help but take a few steps forward. These instructors' faces changed drastically, stepping back in unison.Jessica mocked, "Oh, really? Why don't you tell me how impolite you can be?"She was confident that this group of people wouldn't dare to harm her. After all, Saxon wouldn't allow them to do anything to her. So why should she be afraid of them?The farther she advanced, the more the group retreated.Her gaze grew colder, and the more they acted this way, the deeper her unease grew in her heart. In the end, those individuals sensed that something was off. They coldly snorted and turned to leave. The instructor glanced back at Jessica, his eyes filled with indescribable coldness.The once lively beach became silent, only the sounds of crashing waves could be heard, rapidly and forcefully. Those bodies on the shore, f
Jessica's face turned pale, her hand gripping Saxon's collar loosely, as she went weak and her mind went blank. All her strength was drained from her, leaving only the word "death"...She never expected it. Jessica seemed to see Marcus and Henry, covered in blood, silently staring at her...Her breathing became rapid, her body convulsing. Extreme fear caused Jessica's pupils to widen to their limit. Her pale lips trembled, as if she were a person stranded in the snow in Antarctica, trembling desperately..."Aha, why so scared? Weren't you strong? Weren't you calm and resilient?" Saxon smiled with a hint of malice, admiring Jessica's fear. His emerald green eyes exuded a sense of resentment.Jessica truly felt that someone could drag another person into the depths of hell. She was now living a life of two extremes, as if struggling in a pool of blood from hell, her despair too painful to bear witness to.Her eyes were bloodshot, her large pupils a vast emptiness, devoid of color.Saxon
Each word hit like a thunderbolt. Though she was mentally prepared, Jessica couldn't help but be stunned. Saxon's actions were filled with a sinister and hateful ambiguity, and it all revolved around Marcus.His infatuation with Marcus, Henry had warned her about it before. Saxon had a preference for men and had a sick obsession with corrupting young boys. Uncontrollably, she wondered if his twisted desires were somehow connected to Marcus from more than ten years ago. That was why he... she dared not even complete the thought.Jessica's face turned pale, and she suddenly grew angry. "You're dreaming!"He would never have his way. What a disgusting idea! Why didn't he go after Alston Smith instead of setting his sights on Mr. Marcus? She couldn't contain her fury as waves of shock and fear surged within her.Saxon showed no sign of anger. "Dreaming? But haven't I already gotten you? Originally, this virus was meant to force him to submit, but unexpectedly, you caught my interest. So I