Maggie ignored his comment.
She registered her name and returned the book to the guard.
âMay I enter now?â
âOf course,â the guard replied.
Maggie offered a curt thanks and walked past Cyrus.
Cyrusâ face contorted.
He lunged out, attempting to block her path.
âHold on, Maggie! You just came back, and already so cold? Stop ignoring me.
Or is it because some rich guyâs spoiled you rotten? Think youâre too good for me now? How arrogant.
â
Maggie scowled.
âExcuse me,â she said, her voice firm.
Cyrus scoffed, circling her like a predator.
He reached out, a lewd scratch landing on her hip.
âDrop the act, Maggie! Didnât the rich boy ditch you already? Well, youâre not exactly a virgin, are you? Cute little buttocks, though!â
Maggie seethed with anger and humiliation, her hand connecting with Cyrusâs cheek in a resounding slap.
âCyrus, you are despicable! Shame on you!â she spat, her voice quivering with fury.
Cyrus recoiled slightly from the force of the blow, a flicker of rage crossing his features.
Without hesitation, he seized Maggieâs wrist and forcefully pinned her against a nearby wall.
âShame on me? Youâre nothing but a slut,â he retorted venomously.
âWhatâs wrong with me touching your butt? After all, when you sleep with a wealthy man, arenât you essentially selling yourself? You called me despicable, right? Well, let me show you what true depravity looks like!â
With that, he leaned in and forcefully kissed Maggie.
âLet me go!â Maggie struggled against his grip, managing to dodge his advances before delivering a swift kick to his vulnerable area.
Cyrus howled in agony, releasing her as he doubled over in pain, clutching his injured groin.
âBitch, how dare you harm me? Iâll teach you a lesson you wonât forget!â
Cyrus lunged towards Maggie with a menacing glare, intent on delivering a punishing blow.
âStop!â A commanding voice rang out, halting Cyrus in his tracks.
Before he could react, a firm grip seized his wrist, forcefully pulling him away from Maggie.
Stunned, Cyrus stumbled backward.
Maggie, her eyes closed in anticipation of a blow, opened them in surprise at the sound of the familiar voice.
âKarl!â
Karlâs stern expression softened slightly as he turned his gaze towards her.
âAre you alright?â he inquired, his concern evident in his tone.
âIâm fine,â Maggie reassured Karl with a shake of her head.