Late at night, the island was eerily quiet, with only the relentless sound of waves crashing.Jessica felt her heart pounding as she sensed something unusual about the atmosphere tonight. The island was unnervingly silent, tense, and dangerous, with a faint hint of blood in the air.Jessica, feeling uneasy, couldn't help but descend the stairs. The villa was deserted, yet she felt someone watching over her tonight. Despite being free to roam around, there was an unusual restriction on her movements compared to other nights.Behind her, a man and a woman watched her closely.Walking along the beach, feeling the sea breeze against her skin was much better than being trapped inside the villa. The room felt oppressive, like a heavy weight on her chest, leaving her nowhere to escape, suffocating her.Occasionally glancing back, Jessica noticed the man and woman watching her seemed to be uneasy as well. Perhaps those accustomed to violence were more sensitive to the dangers lurking in the a
Herman shivered, and Camellia was at a loss. Why did she feel like their roles were somewhat reversed now? She looked like some kind of street thug robbing a damsel, it felt quite cool, quite evil, quite satisfying.His shiver just made the situation even more comical. Camellia finally understood why street thugs looked so arrogant when robbing someone, it felt... exhilarating.Especially when a beauty showed a timid look, it felt like her own image suddenly grew taller.Camellia felt fulfilled.After he shivered, Herman timidly spoke, "Honey, you never said you loved me, so I am not doubting you."Camellia, "...Seriously?"If she hadn't been sure he was naive, she would have thought he was playing dumb to deceive her."Honey, you need to be gentler," Herman said softly, "Girls gotta be gentle, that's how they win folks over."Camellia narrowed her eyes dangerously, grabbing Herman's collar, her tone menacing, "Spill it, who's been gentle with you? Who do you love now?"Herman shook h
Laura had received news and come out. This island was originally a gift from Herman to Laura. She was the owner, and all matters on the island were subject to her authority, but her control had been taken by her master.Laura was focused on her training and didn't care about this matter. Now that her master was gone, Laura immediately took charge, assimilating most of the power. She wouldn't stand idly by and be beaten anymore.This was the last time."Herman," Laura waved, signaling for Herman, Camellia, and Rose to come down.Herman, holding onto Camellia, was puzzled, "Who are you? I don't know you."Laura, originally a very sharp child, instantly turned cold. Stepping back, she flicked her wrist, and a silver gun appeared. With a wave of her hand, several young boys behind her also moved, aiming dozens of guns at them.Camellia and Rose exchanged another glance, silently impressed. This girl had such presence, such charisma. Despite her small stature, she exuded an aura of authori
Jessica woke up groggily. The night still lingering, with the full moon hanging high in the sky, its bright white light spilling over the curtains and the carpet. The room was chilly, and Jessica felt a sense of confusion, unsure of what night it was."It must be a dream!"She convinced herself. She hadn't been outside, hadn't seen the magnetic waves on the rooftop, hadn't seen helicopters, and certainly hadn't seen planes crashing into the sea. It was all just a scary dream."Jessica, don't be afraid, it's nothing."She began to deceive herself, her heart feeling heavy, her nails still gritty with sand. But cruel reality reminded her that it wasn't a dream. Helicopters had indeed been shot down into the sea. She could almost hear people cheering for victory, hear them saying that Marcus was finally dead."Marcus..." No, it couldn't be true. How could he die when she hadn't? How dare he leave before her?If he did leave before her, she wouldn't spare him even as a ghost. Jessica felt
Jessica's face instantly turned pale, for several minutes, she seemed dazed, then she snapped out of it, anger surged through her, rushing towards Saxon wanting to fight him, but Saxon controlled her hands, twisting them back, Jessica suddenly heard the sound of her own bones breaking.So painful...Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, so painful."Saxon..." Jessica gasped for breath, struggling against the intense pain, her demeanor somewhat frantic. "You'll get what's coming to you..."Her body ached, but her heart ached even more. Compared to the dark days she witnessed Marcus endure in Australia, she felt more angry and humiliated. This devil, she cursed him to hell!Jessica had never wished more fervently to be Camellia or Rose, to have their formidable skills, to be able to knock Saxon down with one move. She wished she could gather ten, a hundred men to fuck him, to let him taste this bitterness.She hated this level of vulnerability.So much pain, overwhelming her. Jessica wa
"Aren't you always curious about what happened eighteen years ago?" Saxon laughed heartily, his expression turning grim. Ignoring Jessica's screams, he continued, "Little did I know, I underestimated him. After they left, it was just me. He was about to become a broken doll, but he surprised me by pulling out a knife from under the bed. Haha, he was clever. After that incident, he started to guard against me. He endured for seven days before making a move. Unfortunately, I wasn't meant to die. Instead, he ended up killing his own mother. You see, even fate is on my side. What can you do to me?""You're insane!" Jessica curled up in a corner, thinking Saxon had gone mad.Only a madman would do such things. She couldn't understand Saxon at all."Yeah, maybe I am insane. I wanted him so badly, I was going crazy." Saxon chuckled.Jessica couldn't express how she felt right now. Her heart felt like it was on fire, burning, painful, like needles piercing through it..."You're dreaming. You'
Her head was pounding. It was already afternoon outside, the sun at its hottest. Jessica couldn't sleep, so she left the villa.The man and woman from last night were still following her. She didn't mind. It only confirmed her suspicion that Mr. Marcus was indeed coming. Otherwise, why would Saxon be so vigilant?This realization excited her. She eagerly awaited his arrival, perhaps he was on his way.But her excitement faded a bit. The magnetic beams and missiles from last night left a strong impression. Even if Mr. Marcus came, could he evade them? This island had the most advanced modern weapons.It wouldn't be easy for him to break in.Jessica looked at the azure sky, feeling a heaviness in her heart. Two scorching glares were always on her back, making her restless. She wanted to command them to leave, but she held back.She understood the importance of not making enemies. Provoking them would only lead to her own loss.Her body felt sore, but basking in the sun felt good. The ha
The waves roared, crashing against the rocks, the sound was clear.Jessica listened intently.It was hot inside the quilt. She sniffled uncomfortably because of the fever and the stuffiness. The temperature inside the quilt was high, and the heat seemed to rise. Her forehead felt even hotter.She slowly peeked out from under the covers.She didn't dare to look at the ventilation duct on the ceiling, only at the curtains. In the darkness, those eyes were terrifyingly bright. After the excitement cooled, Jessica slowly regained her sanity.She knew Mr. Marcus hadn't left; he was still in the room, so close she could feel his presence. But because of the cameras, nobody dared to move. Her heart sank; she realized she had spoken too briefly earlier, barely conveying any information to him.Jessica pondered in the dark about how to tell him about the virus on her body. She had to hurry; he hadn't left yet, and her rushed words earlier probably weren't remembered at all. Suddenly, she cried