Chapter 284
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
âCall the cops? Nice try. The guy sneered, pulling Allison forcefully, trying to shove her into the car.
Allison struggled with all her might, her bag falling to the ground as she screamed for help. But they were at the A3 exit of the underground parking lot of the Red Jack Club, a relatively secluded spot.
There wasnât much traffic, passersby were sparse, and there was no security.
âLady, youâre quite strong. I like that. Weâll have a good time in my car tonight.â
With that he bent down and picked up Allison and shoved her into the car with all his might, Allisonâs resistance didnât work as she kicked at the other manâs shoulder but he grabbed her ankle and started to tug at her jeans with his other hand.
Allison flinched back in horror.
A beam of headlights shone through and a car pulled out of the underground parking lot. Allison screamed for help, but he muffled her cries. âDonât rush, save your energy. You can scream all you want laterâ
The man greedily eyed Allisonâs face, tearing open her collar and revealing a large expanse of skin that only made his gaze more lustful.
âWhat a beautyâ
Lucian was driving out of the parking lot, his gaze landing on a white bag scattered on the ground ahead. The bag was simple in design, but something about it nagged at him.
He hit the brakes. He got out of the car to pick up the bag. The white bagâs strap was a bit worn, looking like it had been used for quite some time.
But it seemed familiar. It looked like He quickly shook his head, finding it ridiculous that heâd remember a womanâs bag Absurd!
He got back into the car and casually tossed the bag onto the seat. He might have been a bit too forceful as a set of keys and a phone fell out of the bag. He was about to start the car when something clicked in his mind. He remembered a white Land Rover parked 50 meters behind him.
The middleâaged man forcibly ripped off Allisonâs coat The strength of a woman was nothing compared to a burly man.
Allison struggled, her hand brushing against something It was a water bottle. She slammed it against the man, who yelped in pain. She immediately seized the opportunity to try to escape.
But the next second, her hair was violently yanked. She took a breath and was heaved back. The next moment, a sharp pain shot through her left cheek as the man slapped her Allisons cheek went numb. Then, a cloth soaked in ether was pressed against her mouth and nose.
After a few struggles, she weakly closed her eyes and passed out The middleâaged man chuckled, impatiently unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. Just then, a hand landed on his shoulder. The man stopped what he was doing and snapped, âAre you blind? Canât you see Iâm busy?â
He turned to look at the man behind him. âWhat do you want? You fancy this woman too?â
Before the middleâaged man could finish, he was met with a punch. His vision blurred as his head hit the car door. Lucian didnât seem satisfied. He grabbed the man by the collar and slammed his head against the car door again.
The manâs head started to bleed, the sharp pain making him scream. âYou⦠where did you pop up from, daring to ruin my fun and hit me? Iâll have someone teach you a lesson!â
âTeach me a lesson?â Lucian sneered. He stomped on the manâs hand, his face turning pale from the excruciating pain as he screamed and begged for mercy Lucian didnât let up, stomping harder. The man kept screaming until his eyes rolled back and he passed out.
Lucian didnât seem satisfied, his chest heaving with anger, but he didnât pay any more attention. He bent down to pick up the woman, looking at her closed eyes and called out, âAllison, Allison!â