Nemesis Game

Chapter 8 Dare You Play?

"Well, since Mr Knight said so, let's have fun together." Someone took her by the hand and tore at her

clothes.

Samantha wanted to break free, but her painful hand was held by another man, and her face turned

pale.

She was surrounded by several men, and they began to take liberties with her.

"Let go of me, I am not a prostitute!" The pain in her hand and her kneels was intense and there was

no way for her to stop these men. She was held still in no time and a few buttons from her shirt had

been torn off. Her snow-white soft skin further stimulated the men around.

Holding her chest with her hands, she tried to protect herself in this way.

"Beauty, since you’re here, don’t be shy. You won’t be mistreated. Don’t worry, we will give you money

as much as you want! "

Samantha dodged quickly when someone tried to kiss her red lips.

Seeing that Samantha was being taken advantage by these men, Ruben took a sip of red wine with

mixed feelings in his eyes.

Curling up the corner, Samantha was surrounded by these men, and her scream was overwhelmed by

the men's evil laughter, and they were all over her.

Biting her teeth, she felt around for something on the floor as she would not allow herself to be

disgraced by others.

Bedside, she knew very well that Ruben would not save her.

Finally, she felt a beer bottle on her fingertip. Suddenly, with her eyes closed, she grabbed the bottle

with her hand, and hit the old man on his head!

She was Samantha, a woman of unyielding character.

With a bang, the beer bottle smashed the old man's head, and the man cried out in pain. Immediately,

he slapped Samantha on her face.

With blood on her cheek and lips, she met Ruben’s fierce eyes through the gap of the crowd.

"Ruben, I'm your wife. Let them get out of here, or I'll die in front of you!" With a piece of glass fragment

grabbed on her palm, she threatened, putting it on her snow-white slender neck.

Her words was powerful and there were tears in the corner of her eyes, like an Epiphyllum blooming in

the dark.

Ruben was not afraid her threat, but these men were.

As soon as Samantha finished speaking, they immediately let go of her and looked at Ruben in fear.

Was she really Ruben's wife?

The man who was being hit originally wanted to teach Samantha a lesson, but now he didn't dare to

make a rash act.

Samantha came to Ruben, crawling and rolling, regardless of the pain.

She chuckled, tears falling down her cheek, and she swallowed the blood foam between her lips and

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"Even if I am a whore, there's a chance for me to choose guests, right?" Samantha lightly licked the

blood on her lips and said with a smile, "I won’t mind to have sex with you, since I’m a whore who sells

myself for money."

Ruben eyes widened and he looked at her in disgust, "You!"

Was this woman a lunatic?

All of a sudden, Samantha closed her eyes in despair. With sadness on her eyes, she tore open her

shirt, revealing her body to him.

With a light smile on the corners of her lips, she said in a seductive tone, "Mr Knight, ten thousand

yuan a time, are you in?"

The sound of broken clothing materials was very striking in this quiet private room.

At this time, Samantha had nothing to care about. She straightened her thin back, and the light

reflected on her shoulders with a thin layer of light.

Ruben’s face sank, and the wine glass in his hand was almost crushed by him. "What the hell are you

doing?"

Without replying him, Samantha continued to undress after she took off her shirt. But the onlookers

have already left the private room, not daring to be involved in the whole mess.

"Well, ten thousand yuan a time, Mr Knight can't afford it?" Samantha stood in front of him with a faint

smile on her lips.