bChapter /bb410 /b

    Peter said, “Mr. Hughes, I’m so sorry, I’ve spoiled my daughter rotten, and she can be a bit blunt at times. Please bdon’t /bbtake /bher words to heart.”

    Matthew chuckled lecherously. “Don’t worry about it. I’m really into this type, you know? Back in the dayb, /bI was balways /bsurrounded by all sorts of fierydies.

    “I’ve been keeping it low–key these past couple of years, but seeing your daughter brings back some pleasant memories from my youth.”

    His sleazyugh only made Madeline’s stomach churn violently. She fought down the rising nausea and looked up, ready to retort, only to meet Matthew’s leering stare.

    She shuddered under his gaze. The very next moment, she heard him say to her parents, “Alright, all of you can leave now. I want some private time with my little wife.”

    “Of course, Mr. Hughes. Enjoy yourself.” As Peter spoke, he pped a heavy hand down on Madeline’s shoulder and leaned in, hissing threateningly, “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll make Mr. Hughes happy.”

    Madeline bit down hard on her lip, refusing to let out a single cry of pain.

    Seeing Madeline’s obvious resentment, Grace chimed in, “Darling, don’t me your father and me for doing this. Sure, Mr. Hughes is older, but he’s rich and knows how to treat a woman right. You’ll live a good life with him.”

    “Mom, I’m your daughter!” Madeline finally couldn’t hold it back any longer and let out a low cry.

    Grace forced herself to look away. “Don’t me me for this. You wouldn’t give us the money, and your brother’s situation can’t wait any longer. Just consider this your repayment for everything we’ve done raising you.”

    With those heartless wordsi, /ishe turned and followed Peter out without so much as a backward nce.

    From the doorway, Miguel’s eager voice drifted in. “Mr. Hughes, my sister’s pretty feisty. I’ve got something to calm her down. Want me to give her a dose?”

    Madeline doubled over, retching from sheer disgust. However, Matthew waved dismissively. “No need for that. Drugging her takes all the fun out of it.”

    Miguel didn’t say another word. With a sickening smirk, he said, “Enjoy yourself with Mr. Hughesb, /bMaddie.” Then, he slipped out of the private room and even “thoughtfully” closed the door behind him.

    The dull thud of the solid wooden door mming shut jolted Madeline back to her senses. As Matthew steadily advanced on her, she sprang up, snatched a wine bottle from the table, and brandished it defensively in front

    “Don’te any closer! I’m here against my will. Let me go right now, or I swear I’ll call the cops!” Madeline bscreamed/bb, /bbher /bvoice trembling but fierce.

    She’d barely unlocked her phone with one hand when Matthew stormed over and snatched bit /baway.

    He smirked. “Call the cops? Your parent’s have already agreed to our marriage. That bmakes /bbyou /bbmy /bbwife/bb, /bband /bba /bbman /bbhas /b

    b13:40 /bWedb, /bb30 Jul /b■ b/bbG /b

    every right to fuck his woman.”

    Before she could react, his disgusting hand suddenly mped around her waist, yanking her toward bhim/b.

    He said, “Come on, my little beauty. Be a good girl. You’ve got a lot going for iyou/i. Once we’re married, you’ll bbe /bbmy /bbone /band only legal wife. In a couple of years, when you’ve given me a smart son, I’ll give you whatever you want.”

    Hearing this revolting vision of her future made Madeline’s entire body quake. She swore to herself, ‘This isn’t bthe /bblife /bwant. I will never let the rest of my life turn out like this.‘

    “No, I don’t want anything from you. Let me go!” she screamed, struggling with every ounce of strength she had bleft /bFinally, in a desperate burst of fury, she sank her teeth deep into the soft, bby flesh of Matthew’s arm.

    This sent Matthew into a furious rage. With a roar, he swung his massive hand and delivered a stinging p across Madeline’s face. “Goddamn bitch! You bit me?”

    Madeline’s head snapped to the side from the p, but she used the momentum to wrench free and put some distance between them. Snatching up the wine bottle in her hand, she brought it crashing down on Matthew’s head.

    At such close range and caughtpletely off guard, even hisst–second desperate dodge couldn’t save him. He still took most of the blowi. /i

    He clutched his head, blood seeping through his fingers as darkness swam before his eyes. He struggled to force his eyes open, ring at Madeline in utter disbelief. “You fucking bitch, how dare you!”

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