Chapter 5

Emily regained consciousness and reached out to touch her sore neck.

Looking around, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment.

As soon as she realized that she was in a hotel suite, she shuddered.

She heard a familiar sound and the bathroom door opened.

Emily was filled with fear as she saw a tall man wrapped in a towel walking out, with clearly defined chest muscles.
This time, he had a towel in his hand, drying his hair.

“You, you…” she stammered nervously.

As their eyes met, Emily felt her hands trembling.

Just as she lowered her head, she was relieved to see that her clothes were still intact.

She noticed the steady footsteps approaching her and asked anxiously, “What do you want?”

He was like a wild animal suddenly appearing in a peaceful world, a dangerous presence that could not be ignored.
In the blink of an eye, the tall man had already enveloped her.

Before she could even see what was happening, her hands were raised above her head, in a position of surrender.
“What do you think I want?” Liam’s eyes were sharp as he exerted a little force.

The purple lace edge of her collar revealed a hint of spring, stimulating the excitement that he had not felt in thirty years.

When he saw the extra person on the bed after taking a shower, he knew it was Christopher’s doing.

It was really strange that the girl at the club that day could be naked and seductive on him without any effect, but now, just smelling her scent, he was already having trouble controlling himself…

“Let me go! Otherwise, I’ll call for help!” Emily was really scared, her voice hoarse.Liam’s eyes were deep and unwavering.

“You can scream as much as you want. I like it when you call out. The more you scream, the more I enjoy it,” he said.

Realizing what he wanted to do, Emily cried out in fear, “No!”

She struggled desperately and bit his arm. Liam was caught off guard and felt the pain. Taking advantage of the opportunity, she rolled off the bed and crawled away, ending up by the floor-to-ceiling window at a relatively safe distance.

The first time was an accident, but if he did it again, she would be sick to her stomach!

Emily looked down at the busy traffic below, holding onto the iron railing with sweaty palms. “Don’t come any closer! Otherwise, I’ll jump…” she said.

“As long as you dare, go ahead and jump,” Liam said lazily, his expression and tone mocking.

Liam was right. She didn’t dare to jump.

This was the 16th floor. Emily was not only afraid of heights, but also because her mother chose to end her life this way years ago. This was a nightmare, and her mind was filled with images of her mother lying in a pool of blood.

Looking at the man who was getting closer and the cruelty in his eyes, Emily felt hopeless.

She took out a military knife from her shoulder bag and opened her left wrist, holding the blade against it.
“Don’t force me!” she said, putting all her strength into her hand holding the knife. She felt the blood flowing down her wrist.

Liam stopped in his tracks, but sneered at her pretense.

He was cold and indifferent, as if nothing in the world was worth his attention. He even took out a cigarette, lit it, and watched her calmly as she bled more and more, with red flowers blooming on the carpet.

Emily lost consciousness…