Chapter 2
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The man's indifferent voice carried a wild arrogance. Was he trying to intimidate her? What did he mean by the worst decision?
Sheryl, having been an entertainment news reporter for so long, wasn't the first time she had been threatened.
"What photos?" Sheryl innocently asked, determined not to admit guilt. She lifted the camera equipment in her hand."I'm here to take pictures of the scenery."
Thinking she must find a way to escape, as these photos were exclusive, she couldn't afford to let them go.
Her eyes quickly scanned the surroundings—on her right was the lake, and on her left was the wire fence.
Backing away step by step, she thought about turning around and running for her life. But what were the chances of escaping?
"Hand it over!" The man lost patience, suddenly pulling her hand and reaching for her body.
Austin's fingertips made Sheryl nervous. Was he planning to search for her?! This guy was insane!
Without a second thought, Sheryl threw the camera's memory card into the area outside the wire fence.
The man's gaze turned ferocious, looking at the memory card on the path outside the wire fence.
Well, this action completely angered him.
At this point, she still refused to hand over the secretly taken photos. A woman who didn't know her place.
"I hate people who won't cry until they see the coffin." Austin forcefully pushed her onto the wire fence and pressed his body against hers.
His male presence surrounded her intensely. He held the wire next to her head with one hand and reached under her V-neck sweater with the other.
He grabbed the softness that rose in front of Sheryl's chest."Tsk... This site can't compare to Nova at all," Austin sneered disdainfully.
Sheryl widened her eyes in shock. What was this man doing? What was he doing with his hands?
"Pervert!" Realizing this, Sheryl cursed and threw the camera equipment at him.
Pervert? This was just the beginning...
Sheryl, at 1.66 meters, with a slender figure, was like a weak shrimp in front of him. Her small fists hitting him were like tickling.
Austin effortlessly restrained her struggling body, took the camera hanging around her neck, and casually threw it away.
Bending down, he brought his face close to her terrified one, coldly laughing."I'm lowering myself to teach you the cost of voyeurism."
A voice as if from hell.
"Hiss..." A Swiss army knife lightly traced across her thigh, leaving a blood mark.
The pain from the cut made her shiver. Austin's large hand pulled up her white long skirt, revealing only enough to cover her petite buttocks.
Blood flowed down her slender legs, creating a delicate trail, and adding to her uniquely enticing beauty.
Austin admired this, his gaze filled with desire as if she had become his prey.
This man dared to...
Sheryl was stunned, pressed against the wire fence with no retreat. The man in front of her was like a devil, and she was terrified, desperately begging for mercy.
"Don't do this... I was wrong. I'll get the memory card back for you! I'll go get it right away!"
She didn't care about the exclusive entertainment news anymore; she just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
She didn't need to sacrifice her innocence for celebrity gossip.
"Too late," Austin coldly said, pushing her onto the wire fence and then pressing his body against hers.
One hand held the wire beside her head, and the other directly went under her V-neck sweater.
"Dirty?" Austin stared at her with a dark gaze, almost erupting with anger. His powerful body pressed against her, his chest tightly against hers.
One hand easily grabbed her flailing hands, pressing them against her head, while the other hand gripped her jaw, sealing her lips with a kiss.
"Let... Mm—" Sheryl tried to curse, but his soft tongue immediately took advantage and slid in.
Overbearing, it engulfed everything, leaving her unable to utter a word.
Her body began to heat up inexplicably. The sensation made her uneasy, scared, and uncomfortable.
Slowly, Austin started kissing down her neck, burning her trembling skin like fire. One hand began to explore the more sensitive area of her lower body.
She struggled fiercely to free herself from Austin's restraints, and her hands were finally liberated.
Sheryl aggressively pounded him, shouting in excitement, "Bastard, let go of me! I'll report you for r**e! Bastard—"
A heart-wrenching scream tore through her throat.
The pain of being pierced spread throughout her body. Sheryl stared in disbelief at the man in front of her—he had pierced her.
"Is it your first time?" Austin, unable to ignore that obstacle, his eyes slightly darkened. Today, he encountered a virgin. The feeling wasn't bad.
He cupped her soft, limp face as he leisurely withdrew from her body as if affectionately rubbing her jet-black shoulder-length hair.
Turning his head away, he coldly said, "Come."
Released by him, Sheryl felt completely drained, barely managing to stand with her body leaning against the wire fence, holding onto a hint of strength.
She couldn't collapse, absolutely not in front of this man. She needed to conserve her strength to report him. She couldn't just fall like this.
"Here he comes." Nova, standing not far away, immediately ran over, handing Austin her phone.
Nova's naked body was draped in his black suit. When her gaze fell on Sheryl, Nova's glamorous face revealed intense jealousy and resentment.
She had put in so much effort to have the opportunity to offer herself to Austin, and now everything was ruined by this woman whose figure couldn't compare to hers.
Nova glared at Sheryl, then turned her eyes towards Austin. Despite her anger, her voice was as sweet as dripping water as she tried to please him," Mr. Austin, everything has been captured."
Sheryl remained dumbfounded, still unresponsive, until Austin handed the phone to her.
Sheryl's eyes widened suddenly as she watched the video on the phone. The man's back was facing the camera, and his face wasn't captured. But the girl with two legs exposed, being assaulted against the wire fence— who else could it be but herself?
He forced her, and Nova even recorded it?!
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