"Mr. Jones, what if I should be the one to make you scream and beg? I bet you will like it," she said with her cold and dangerous tone, her grip on his hand tightened.
Then seconds later, a loud thud could be heard in the room. The door flew open and a tall figure of a man came into their view.
Elle's will of beating the guy before her disappeared into thin air the moment she saw the man who had just entered the room.
He was emanating a dangerous and a deathly aura. His handsome face had a gloomy expression, his dark brown eyes were seething in rage.
Elle was surprised to see Erick. She stared at him in bewilderment, thinking how her beloved man got there first when even the police did not arrive yet. She did not think that he would come personally to rescue her.
Mr. Jones was upset when his moment with the woman in front of him was interrupted. He glared at Erick.
