CHAPTER 109

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“Watch the fireworks.”

He deliberately left it open before starting the affair.

The bustling chatter and music flowed even to this distant place. If anyone were in the back garden of the annex, they would likely hear the sound of the two bodies intertwining. The woman, covering half her face with her hands and peeking through the window with fearful eyes, resembled a frightened squirrel.

Sadism filled him.

If he had a desire to show off his woman to others, Leon might have completely lost his restraint and committed irreversible actions. In the midst of the engagement ceremony, he would have stripped her naked and attacked her in front of everyone.

From head to toe, her body would turn red with humiliation, then likely pale with terror.

She would likely plead, digging her body deep into him to hide from the lustful and scornful gazes of the people. The womam would scream and curse at him like a livestock dragged to the slaughterhouse, ultimately ending up trembling like a corpse with dead eyes.

Her spirit would be broken in an instant by the man toying with her.

It would be quite entertaining.

Unfortunately, Leon did not possess such desires… still, there were countless ways to torment her. As he stopped his movements and laid the woman down, a hint of relief flashed across her flushed face as if she thought it was all over.

“You like it, don’t you, honey?”

He whispered softly into her ear. The waist that started moving again was far from gentle.

“Heup… Ah, huht, do-don’t.”

She removed her hands, which were covering her mouth, and pushed against the bed. As he slipped his fingers one by one, the woman’s nails dug deep into the spaces between Leon’s knuckles, causing a sharp, exhilarating pain.

“Let, go, heuk…”

“Make some noise. Let it be heard even at the hall. Someone, please help! Captain Winston is r*ping me! Shout like that.”

The woman’s face turned pale, then her eyes quickly reddened.

‘Is it hard for you to deny it now?’

Her trust in her family and comrades was slowly diminishing.

“Your biological father would probably…”

“…Stop.”

“If you had cried out for help during the day and ran down the stairs, your father would have tried to take you away from here. You’re smart enough to figure that out.”

He whispered in her ear. Their chests touched heavily, and the woman’s breath became rough.

“Why did you run to my bedroom if you knew? You were hiding in my arms, Leon, protect me like this.”

Leon knew well.

It wasn’t that the woman didn’t want to leave his embrace, she just wanted to escape from the shocking truth. Nonetheless, telling the plausible thing, not the truth, was what brainwashing was about. He was trying to strip off the brainwashing the rebels had imposed on this woman.

“Think about it carefully. You’ve been voluntarily throwing away chances to get away from me time and time again. I know you don’t actually want to run.”

“Don’t spout nonsense.”

The woman retorted fiercely. The more frightened she was, the fiercer she became.

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