His Perfect Wife Strikes Back

107 S & M Scene

"It's too dangerous." Frade frowned. "Why do you have to go to your ex-husband's house?"

"Because the most important weapon is hidden in Ron's computer," I decided. "I have to go."

I remember Ron always used a computer in his study with a password when he worked from home, and I'm sure it had information about him and Mikeal smuggling weapons.

"Time is running out, I must go." I must gamble.

"I'll go with you," Frade said firmly.

"No, you have to help me get Gina out," I said. "Mikeal wants Gina, and if he doesn't see Gina, he's probably going to hurt Liv."

An exchange was the last resort, even if I knew it was a trap, and I had to go for Liv.

"Where exactly is your sister?" Frade asked.

I told Frade where I was holding her, and he looked shocked when he learned that Gina was being held in the basement of the Logan family's abandoned factory.

"Your fiancé is in charge of that factory now. I'll have to find a way to get in," Frade said helplessly. "Unless you call him and tell him to let Gina go, I'll have to work hard to get her out."

"I don't want him to know it." I looked at Frade. I knew I shouldn't have bothered him, but I didn't want Daley to know the flash drive was missing. I don't want to see his disappointed eyes.

"Go ahead." Frade read my mind.

"Leave the rest to me. I'll figure it out."

Before leaving, Frade gave me a short military knife and stuck it in my boot just in case. I made an appointment with Frade to contact him in an hour, then I took a taxi to Ron's house. All the way, I kept urging the driver to drive quickly. At first, the driver ignored me, and after I promised to pay double the fare, the car immediately ran down the road. In less than 10 minutes, the driver took me to my destination.

I got out of the car and took a look at the house I used to live in. Now I just feel sick and disgusted to see it. This house is like a closed cage for my life.

So I decided to go around the back garden and enter the house. The people who live next door are a French couple who come to live only after Christmas. The rest of the time, the house is empty. So I climbed over the wall into the French couple's garden, and then I snuck into Ron's house.

The back door was locked, so I tried pressing the original code. The door opened. The password hasn't changed. Otherwise, if I pry through the door, it will only trigger the alarm sensor.

Then I entered the house quietly and heard music from upstairs, as if someone was dancing and shouting upstairs. I wonder why Ron would be at home when he's supposed to be at work?

To find out what was going on upstairs, I took out my cell phone and connected it to Ron's surveillance system. I remember connecting to the house's network to find the port of the monitoring system, so I easily turned on the monitoring screen.

Unfortunately, Ron hadn't installed security cameras in every room before, so all I could see was the hallway upstairs. Then I saw a shirtless blonde in a thong coming out of the master bedroom. She was holding onto the railing with one hand. Her body was shaking and she was in a trance, like she was on drugs.

She seemed to be heading towards the restaurant, so I quickly hid on the side of the stairs. The woman walked to the fridge with her back to me. She opened the fridge, took out a beer and started drinking.

Then I heard the sound of a woman vomiting. She bent over with one hand on the refrigerator door and vomited. The rancid smell immediately floated in the air. Then the woman turned around and saw me hiding under the stairs.

She just looked at me and fell to the ground unconscious. It's a good thing she didn't scream. So I walked up the stairs quietly, and the sound of music was getting closer and closer.

I walked up against the wall, and as I was about to reach the master bedroom door, I heard Ron laughing and a woman screaming from inside. Then I heard the sound of whips on the skin, so I peeked in.

I saw Ron standing in front of a woman in a black leather suit with rivets. The woman knelt naked on the ground and let Ron whip her. The louder the woman screamed, the harder Ron hit her.

I didn't want to watch their S & M scene, so I rushed over without Ron noticing me. When I entered the study, the screaming continued.

I immediately locked the door of the study, and then I opened the computer on the desk. Because the computer has a password, if I do not enter the password I can not open it. So I tried to enter the password twice by memory, but failed. A red alert immediately appears on the computer screen.

If I type the wrong password one more time, the computer will not only lock itself, but also send an alert to the owner's phone.

I only have one last chance. In order to calm myself down and concentrate on my thoughts, I kept taking deep breaths. I closed my eyes and began to remember. All the memories of this room flashed through my mind like a fast-forward movie. I looked through the images for the key images that might have shown Ron entering his computer password.

The final image stays one morning. Ron called me after work and asked me to use his computer to send him the files. I remember him telling me the password to the computer, just once.

A string of characters came into my mind clearly. It's an ancient, transliterated string of characters, and it's the Moor family motto: an eye for an eye.

I took a deep breath and typed in the string of special characters on my computer. The results showed that the password was entered correctly and the computer was turned on. With my eyes glued to the screen, I skimmed through each file, and soon I was looking at all of Ron's operating information on the computer, including information on arms smuggling.

I found it.

Then I quickly connected my phone to my computer and copied all the files to my phone. The computer screen shows 10% download progress. My heart is beating fast. I prayed in my heart that the download would go faster, faster.

The download process is 30% , 50% , then 70% . I saw the noise outside the door and stared at the computer screen.

90% . Just as the progress bar was showing 95% , there was a noise outside the door. It was like Ron was talking to someone outside the door and yelling. Then I heard the lock twist and someone tried to get in.

It's got ta be Ron. Oh, crap, there's still 2% to go.

Damn it, hurry up. Someone outside was pushing the door hard in, and then there was the sound of a kick.

The progress bar is 100% complete. I immediately unplugged my phone and quickly turned off the computer. I got behind the door just in time when Ron kicked it open.

Ron stormed into the room. The gold rivets of his black leather trousers sparkled. So I slipped behind him and hit him on the back of the head with the butt of my gun. He passed out immediately. I ran out of the room.

As I passed the master bedroom, I caught a glimpse of the woman lying unconscious on the floor. I wanted to leave because I could get into trouble if I meddled. But when I was ready to go downstairs, my conscience told me I should go back and see the woman.

So I went back to my room. The woman fell to the ground, and her whole body was full of blood after being flogged. She didn't move, as if she were dead.