Chapter 317

“Tom Graham! What are you trying to do? Do you know that this counts as date rape?!”

“Hah! So what? Feel free to sue me when you wake up tomorrow. Will you dare to do that? Who would want you if you cause a fuss and make this matter known to everyone?”

“You— Shameless!”

Tara raised her hand to slap him.

However, her wrist was caught by the man in mid-air, who gripped it, and pinned it above her head.

Tom pressed her against the car door and kissed her.

Tara’s heart was completely chilled. She struggled desperately and her hand hit his cheek with a loud “slap”.

The sting hurt Tom and he flew into a rage out of humiliation. He gave her two slaps and her cheeks swelled up.

Tara’s head was buzzing and stars spun in front of her eyes. She could not see anything clearly but she could hear his hissing breath.

“If you still f*cking dare to fight me, I don’t believe that I won’t be able to force you to submit to me!”

Then, he tore off her clothes with a “shred”.

At this time, Tara could not help but be completely terrified. She screamed as tears spilled out.

“You beast! Let me go! Don’t touch me!”

However, it did not work at all. The man was like a wild beast. He pressed down on her arms and his legs pinned hers, making her unable to struggle at all.

At that moment, suddenly —

A “bang” sounded!

The man on top of her gave a muffled groan and was sent flying to the side the next second.

Tara was shocked. Before she could react, her entire body was swept into a warm embrace.

She trembled and looked up at the person in front of her in disbelief.

Owen Jackman’s face was cold as ice and his eyes were frigid as he looked at Tom, who fell on the ground and was struggling to stand up. He gnashed his teeth. “You b*stard. How dare you bully her?”

Then, he rushed forward and kicked Tom, sending him skidding away.

Tom’s body crashed into the wall like a kite on a broken string and rolled on the ground. He spat a mouthful of blood, unable to get up.

Owen was still furious and stormed up to hit him again.

However, the woman in his arms went limp and almost fell to the ground.

Owen quickly went back anxiously to help her. Her face was reddened and her eyebrows were knitted tightly. Cold sweat poured out all over her body.

He was stunned and vaguely understood what was going on, and his look at Tom grew even colder.

Pulling out his phone, he made a call. “Hello, is this the police? I want to make a report. Someone here tried to commit date rape against a girl. The location is in the parking lot of the first-floor bar in Spotlight Chateau.”

After hanging up the phone, in less than five minutes, a police car flew into the basement.

The policemen got out of the car and were shocked to see him. They ran up and asked, “Young Master Jackman, what happened?”

Owen pointed to Tom who was lying in the corner like a dead pig and said sternly, “That person tried to rape a woman. Search him. There should be evidence.”

The policeman’s expressions changed and immediately ordered people to search him.

Sure enough, they found the white powder that Brother Hale had given him before. He had only used half of it and kept the remaining half in his pocket.

Owen snorted coldly. “You’ve seen the entire thing. I don’t need to remind you what to do now, do I?”

The policeman nodded solemnly and replied, “Of course, we know what to do. This happened due to our poor jurisdiction. Young Master Jackman is magnanimous, so please don’t blame us.”

Owen scoffed and said nothing. He carried the woman in his arms and turned to leave.

Long before the policemen came, he had already taken off his jacket and wrapped it around her, so when he left, although everyone knew that she was a woman, they could not see her appearance, much less guess who she was.

Now, his cold appearance made it so no one dared to stop him. They could only watch as he put the woman in the car before speeding away.

The winter night in the capital was especially cold. It was already midnight and the car flew down the quiet street at a high speed.

Nevertheless, when he saw the tightly furrowed brow of the woman next to him and the sweat seeping out of her forehead, he could not help but feel anxious.

He said in a deep voice, “Tara, bear with it. You’ll be fine.”

The man’s voice was low and slightly hoarse, like a top-notch aphrodisiac, making her heart itch.

Tara could not help but moan softly and press her body against his.

The woman’s body pressed against his arm. Owen suddenly trembled as his throat tightened.

After a moment, he said hoarsely, “Tara, if you’re uncomfortable, you can just bite me. It’ll give you some relief.”

Then, he tensed his arm and prepared himself to let her bite.

Tara’s consciousness was muddled. She did not know what he was saying at all.

She only vaguely heard the sound of his voice and knew that the person beside her was Owen and the vigilance in her heart lightened.

Her body was burning and uncomfortable, and she could not help but press herself tighter against him, crying out softly, “Senior Brother.”

The soft and waxy voice caused the strings in Owen’s body to pull taut as if it were about to snap in the next second.

He took a deep breath and stared straight ahead, not daring to look at the woman next to him at all. He secretly chanted to himself, “Owen Jackman, Owen Jackman. You’ve already made a mistake once. You mustn’t make a second one!

“You’ve already let the woman beside you down once before. If you don’t hold back tonight, you’ll really be no different from a beast. What will be the difference between you and that scum from earlier?’

Thinking about this, he closed his eyes and drove faster.

However, at this time, he suddenly felt heat on his neck.

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Chapter 487 The End Pt. 5 The woman had wrapped her arms around his neck like a twine. She looked up at him with misty eyes and smiled. “Senior Brother, it’s really you. I thought I was dreaming.”

Then, she buried her face into his neck and nuzzled against him like a kitten.

Owen’s Adam’s apple bobbed and his voice grew hoarser. “Tara, stop it. I’m driving.”

Tara did not seem to hear him. “Senior Brother, I’m so hot.”

The car skidded to a halt by the side of the road.

Owen quickly gripped the woman’s wandering hands. His face was so red it seemed close to exploding. He stammered, “Tara, d-don’t do this...”