[Martina's P.O.V.]
Hearing the man's words, my vision went black.
I take back all my gloating. Bad guys can steal things from my sc*mbag father, and of course, they can hurt me as they please.
My beautiful face is not wrong in itself, but this is the source of the bad guy's evil thoughts.
He coveted my beauty and tried to take over my body against my will.
I wanted to jump out of the car and run like mad. I heard Simon shouting away at the people around him as he walked further. So I just jumped out of the car and ran like hell, and there was a one in ten thousand chance that I can keep my virginity.
My violent struggle is met with a ruder treatment from the man, who does not seem to want to ruin my pretty face, so he punches me in the stomach.
I was exhausted, I could not fight back at all. He pounced on me like a male dog in heat. I used my nails to scratch his skin and bit his lips. I soon tasted blood. It was bloody and smelly, it was disgusting.
My eyes were bloodshot from anger. My tears flowed down but he did not care at all.
I ran away in pursuit of my happiness. I had failed so many times, but I never gave up. I would never let myself be tied to a perverted old man for the rest of my life.
After escaping with great difficulty, I thought I could start a new life.
This man, however, destroyed all my hopes for the future.
I was not reconciled.
I began to change my method of escape, hoping to make him stop through communication.
"I am the young lady of the Marcus family, the fiancee of the head of the Richard family. You can't touch me. If you take me home, my family will give you money."
The man was bitten by me until his mouth was full of blood. When he heard what I said, he only smiled lewdly. "You can give me riches even after I f*ck you. A considerate beauty. If you didn't tell me, I would have still f*cked you either way."
He still could not bear to hit my face. He just grabbed my neck and kept me in a state of suffocation.
Every time I was about to suffocate to death because of the lack of air, he would loosen his grip and give me a chance to breathe.
I was suffocated and resuscitated again and again. I lose the strength to cough and finally lost all ability to resist.
"Help!" I stammered. Who would be able to hear such a small voice that was weaker than the meowing of a newborn kitten?
I closed my eyes in despair and tears streamed down my face.
That man roughly tore off the maid's dress that I had secretly changed into and wrapped himself around my body like a lecherous snake.
"I'll make you comfortable. Actually, I prefer you to take the initiative, but your face is too beautiful. It doesn't matter if you don't take the initiative, I can do it myself."
He rubbed his lower body against mine. "Can you feel it? It's so hard. I'm going to use it to f*ck you!"
I used all my strength to raise my head and hit the man's head. With a bang, the man had to hold his head in shock. His eyes revealed an even more ferocious glint.
[Daniel's P.O.V.]
I am a werewolf, a werewolf who can not turn into a wolf. Therefore, my father, the alpha of the pack, expelled me from the pack.
Unable to live in the werewolf world, I traveled to the human world. After a period of hard work, I saved enough money to set up my own company.
Now, I have my own business empire in the human world, but I still did not stop and worked diligently every day.
Only by filling myself with work could I feel that I had successfully integrated into the human society and forget that I was a werewolf that could not transform into a wolf.
Recently, the branch office had been losing goods. After some investigation, all the clues pointed to one place. As a precaution, I decided to personally investigate and see who was behind the scenes of all this ruckus.
Although I could not transform into a wolf, my physical fitness was much better than the average human. Without much effort, I followed the truck and sneaked in.
The empty flat ground was a natural parking lot. Nearly a hundred lorries were parked neatly. They all opened the trunk and waited for the so-called boss to inspect the goods.
The boss was a man in his thirties. His upper arms were muscular, and his thighs were thick. He was a martial artist.
He walked through the traffic. Whenever he encountered goods that he was interested in, he would stop and examine them carefully.
The situation was already very obvious and I quickly came to a conclusion.
My goods, including other items that I did not know if they were stolen goods, were all gathered here. This was a burglary organization. The boss was the mastermind.
I did not need to care about the rest. I left everything to my secretary, Grimm. He would take care of everything.
I turned around and prepared to return home, but my hearing was much better than the average person's. The faint cry for help could not be heard by others, but I could hear it as clear as day.
"Help..."
The boss of the thief gang was raping a woman.
That woman was asking for help.
I hated trash men who bullied and forced women into submission. Since I had heard her plea, I would not let that girl get hurt.
I leaped out of my hiding place. The hooligans who were left behind did not even have the chance to call for help before they were beaten to the ground. My hands did not stop moving, and I quickly arrived beside the boss.
The pervert had almost taken off his clothes, rubbed his head, and hung it over the girl's body. I quickly pulled him out and punched him in the head.