Chapter 139

Mandy strode forward eagerly, her voice carrying over before she even reached him. “Mr. Lloyd, you’re finally here! Please, come in.” She could hardly contain her excitement, her steps quickening as she led the way. Todd cast a dismissive glance at her, his eyes flashing with contempt. He gave a slight nod before following her inside.

The lavishly decorated private room gleamed with soft lighting reflecting off the gold accents and plush furnishings. Mandy pushed open the door and led Todd inside. The moment she entered, her gaze landed on the bed where Suzanne lay unconscious. A pleased smile spread across her face. Turning to Todd, she grinned and spoke in a tone filled with flattery, “She’s all yours. Take your time and enjoy.”

Todd slid his hands into his pockets and sauntered toward the bed with an air of disinterest. With a casual flick of his fingers, he pulled back the white sheet. Suzanne’s delicate features were serene in her deep sleep, her long lashes resting against her flawless skin, while her slightly parted lips carried a faint, natural flush. His eyes darkened as they roamed over her. Mandy had changed her into seductive lingerie, exposing her slender waist and long legs. Todd’s eyes gleamed with hunger. She was even more stunning in person than in the photos. Forget just one night—he could play with her for months and never get bored.

Mandy had been observing him closely, and when she saw his satisfied expression, she finally let out a relieved breath. Satisfied, she turned to leave. As she stepped out, the door shut behind her with a soft click.

Todd’s lips curled into a lecherous grin as he reached out and ran a finger down Suzanne’s smooth cheek. “Damn, her skin is soft.” Desire surged in his eyes. No longer able to hold back, he reached for the buttons on his shirt.

A heavy haze clouded Suzanne’s mind. Her body felt unbearably hot, and her breathing was labored. She struggled against the overwhelming dizziness, her fingers curling weakly into the sheets. Then, her blurry vision caught the figure at the foot of the bed just as he unfastened his belt. A jolt of panic shot through her.

Forcing herself to stay conscious, she dug her nails into her thigh; the sharp pain momentarily cleared her head. Todd had stripped down to his bare chest, revealing a bloated middle-aged physique. His greasy, leering expression made her stomach churn. She didn’t need to guess whose idea this was. Cheryl had been acting strange all night. And if Cheryl had set this up, then the mastermind behind it was undoubtedly Selline.

A wave of icy dread spread from her spine. Her lips pressed tightly together as she forced herself upright. Todd’s brow lifted in amusement. Tossing his pants aside, he smirked. “Oh? Awake already?” He stared into Suzanne’s eyes—bright, lively, and full of spirit. How stunning would they look when filled with fear and desperation? Todd smirked, a twisted, lecherous grin spreading across his face. He took slow, deliberate steps toward her, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He was convinced that she was already his.

Suzanne’s body was growing weaker, heat surging uncontrollably under her skin. She bit down hard on her lip, trying to stay lucid. Her gaze, sharp as a blade, locked onto Todd as she forced out a cold warning, “Todd, you know this is illegal, don’t you?” she warned. She had to stall and find a way out; if she didn’t, she’d be ruined in his hands. As she spoke, Suzanne discreetly scanned the room, her mind racing, mapping out possible escape routes.

Todd let out a wild, arrogant laugh. He strolled to the bed, sat down beside her, and then lifted her chin with a curled finger. He said, “Who’s gonna stop me? In Dudore, I make the…” The women he had toyed with over the years? Hundreds—maybe thousands. And none of them had ever been a problem that money couldn’t fix.

His fingers tightened around her jaw in a sudden and merciless move. A sharp jet of pain shot through her, snapping her groggy mind into temporary clarity. Suzanne clenched her teeth. The drug was about to hit full force. If she didn’t act soon, she’d lose control completely. Her hands curled into tight fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. The pain was her only anchor to clarity. She struggled to pull away, but the resistance only fueled Todd’s amusement. His grip tightened, his fingers clamping onto her jaw with crushing force.