The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Thalassa was forcibly dragged into a storage room in the underground parking lot

The room was pitch black. Suddenly, John flicked the light switch. The light revealed a storage room

filled with a hodgepodge of items. In the middle of the room was a makeshift bed made out of yellow

wrapping paper, just big enough for one person to lie down. The rest of the room was filled with

mountains of cardboard boxes and discarded bags.

Seeing all this. Thalassa knew John had planned this all along. Her heart was pounding, fear coursing

through her veins. She struggled, trying to escape. But John was incredibly strong. He harshly held her

hands behind her back with one hand while the other gripped her neck, squeezing hard. The neck was

the most vulnerable part of the body. Once gripped, all strength left the body.

She felt like a kitten caught by the scruff of its neck, unable to move.

John pulled her in and grabbed a rope he had prepared in advance, binding her hands behind her

back. With a forceful push, he threw her onto the makeshift bed made of wrapping paper.

“Ah…” Thalassa cried out in pain as she hit the bed. Her mouth was gagged with a cloth, muffling her

cries.

Ignoring the pain, she quickly sat up, trying to stand and escape. But John pushed her down onto the

wrapping paper bed again. He wiped the corner of his mouth. With a lewd expression on his face, he

slowly moved closer. “Stop struggling. Evelyn. You caused my wife to divorce me. Now that I have no

wife, you’ll have to take her place!”

John mistakenly thought Thalassa was Evelyn. Ever since his wife had visited Evelyn at the Sinclair

Group and then went to the police station together, his wife had been adamant about divorcing him. No

matter how he pleaded, it was useless.

He suspected Evelyn had said something to his wife.

In the past, his wife had found out about his harassment of other women many times. But as long as he

played the victim and acted innocent, his wife would believe him, and their bond would grow even

stronger.

This time, when he used the same tactic to try and persuade his wife, she initially believed him and

even went to confront Evelyn, but after returning from the police station, she was adamant about

divorcing him.

He was helpless and ended up divorcing his wife. He felt that he was not a catch and would not be able

to find a new partner after the divorce. So, John harbored resentment and decided to take revenge on

Evelyn.

He had not succeeded before, but this time, no matter what, he was determined to make her his. With Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

lust in his eyes, he turned off the light, plunging the room back into darkness, emboldening him.

In the familiar darkness, he lunged at Thalassa.

“Ah!” Thalassa let out a horrified scream, but it was muffled by the cloth in her mouth, making it weak

and inaudible outside.

In the darkness, John brutally tugged at her clothes. Thalassa was so frightened that she kicked and

thrashed her head around, trying to push John away. But her hands were bound behind her back,

leaving her powerless. No matter how terrified, desperate, helpless, or frantic she was, she couldn’t

break free from John’s control.

John ripped off her top, leaving Thalassa feeling cold all over. She struggled in fear, trying to escape.

But John’s knee pressed hard against her wildly kicking legs, pinning her down. Tears of helplessness

trickled down her cheeks.

Suddenly, John yanked out the cloth from her mouth.

“Help…mm!” Thalassa seized the opportunity to shout for help, but her mouth was quickly covered by

his hand again.

John laughed wickedly. “Stop struggling and submit to me! It’ll hurt less that way.”