You’ll Have to Die First
“Let me go!” Morgan shrieked as Winston hovered over her.
Still, men were physiologically stronger than women, something no amount of struggling from Morgan
would change.
The moment her clothes were stripped off, the single shred of hope Morgan had in her heart completely
dissipated. She closed her eyes and sagged into the bed, tears streaming down her face as if she had
accepted her poor fate.
A heavy bang coming from the door jolted both Morgan and Winston.
“The fuck you…” the man cursed as he turned to the door, only to grin when he saw who was standing
there.
“Hey, baby. Did you come for Daddy?” he cooed to Jenny in the doorway. He wasn’t going to waste his
chance to get her into his bed again. With that thought in mind, Winston leaped off Morgan and walked
to the door. “C’mon over, baby.”
It was apparent he was more interested in Jenny.
Morgan quickly recovered and turned to her friend, asking urgently, “Did you come alone, Jenny?” She
had thought Jenny would at least have Alec come along; Morgan was regretting calling Jenny for help
now.
“Run away, Jenny! This hotel is filled with his men!” She knew Jenny was skilled at martial arts, but she
couldn’t possibly defeat dozens of men at once!
Jenny only shot her a smile, indicating things were alright. She had obviously prepared herself before
coming over. All of Winston’s men had been taken care of before she reached this room.
“Run away?” Winston sneered, gently stroking Jenny’s cheek. “Neither of you is leaving this room
tonight.”
Jenny ducked from his touch, saying coldly, “I’ll go easy on you if you kneel and apologize while
begging for my mercy.”
She’d consider not making a scene for Morgan’s sake as long as Winston apologized first.
Winston laughed as if he had heard some great joke. “Go easy on me?” His eyes oozed with
perversion. “I’d rather see you begging for me, sweetheart.”
“What a waste of time,” Jenny thought. She grabbed the man’s collar and lifted him up, slamming his
back against the wall. “Really? You’ll have to die first, though.”
Winston was gasping in shock. “Y-you…”
“Oh, aren’t you going to call your men?” Jenny sneered.
Taking the bait, Winston yelled, “Someone get her! Fucking-someone get this fucking bitch!” But
he was only met with silence from the hallway. His fear substantially increased.
Jenny Walter knew martial arts, and none of the guards were there to save his ass.
“Where are my bodyguards? What did you do to them?” Winston still tried to act tough while being
dangled off the wall by Jenny.
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