Chapter 754



Minna smirked. “I mean… Do you really think you can have fun right now?”

She paused for a moment before adding, pointedly and with a mocking tone, “Don’t you feel somewhat weak?”

Upon hearing this, Moshe was taken aback as realization dawned on him.

He tried to rise, but as soon as he did, he collapsed back onto the bed, his body betraying him.

It was then that he became acutely aware of just how weak he felt.

Soon, he couldn’t even sit up properly and slumped helplessly against the bed.

“You bitch! What have you done to me?” Moshe spat out through gritted teeth, glaring at Minna with boiling animosity, as if he wished to tear her apart piece by piece.

“Oh, nothing much,” Minna replied smugly. “Just slipped you a little something.”

“I didn’t consume anything! NO… Wait!” Moshe suddenly recalled something. “That glass of water! Before I entered; I drank the water the maid gave me! It must’ve been that!”

Minna stood up now, like a triumphant conqueror looking down at her vanquished foe. “I really ought to thank you! If you hadn’t unlocked the collar for me, I wouldn’t be able to move freely now.” With that, she turned on her heel and strode out of the room.

Just as Moshe was engulfed by regret for allowing himself to be deceived into helping Minna unlock the collar, she returned to the room.

However, this time, she was holding a knife in her hand!

When Moshe saw the dagger, his expression shifted instantly.

His jaw dropped, and his eyes widened in shock.

“You… What are you going to do?” he stammered, his voice trembling. Minna’s lips curled into a sinister smile as she fixed him with a piercing glare. “What am I going to do?” she echoed, her tone dripping with malice. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

With that, she tossed the knife onto the bed and started pulling off Moshe’s pants.

“Stop! Stop it!” Moshe shouted, flailing weakly in protest.

He tried to lift his hands to push her away, but his strength failed him.

His arms barely twitched before flopping uselessly onto the mattress.

At that moment, helplessness engulfed him.

“Minna! Minna, I was wrong! Please, let me go! I swear, I’ll treat you right from now on! I’ll never hurt you again. Never!” Tears welled in his eyes as he begged, his pleas tumbling out.

But Minna didn’t seem to hear him. Her hands worked steadily, undeterred by his protests. Within moments, Moshe was stripped naked.

Her gaze then fell to the sight between his legs, and a cold, steely resolve hardened her expression.

Snatching up the knife, she gripped it firmly. Her movements were swift and precise as she brought it down.

“Minna, no! Stop! Please!” Moshe screamed, his voice shrill with panic as the blade glinted under the light.

But her actions were faster than his cries. The knife arced through the air, and then—

“Ah!” A bloodcurdling scream tore through the room as Moshe convulsed in pain.

He almost fainted from the agony.

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