Fatal Affair

Chapter Seven

Lily was terrified, wanting to push David away and escape. But David slapped her directly, knocking her to the ground.

Dizzy from the blow, Lily, driven by a strong will to survive, managed to get up from the ground.

She had to escape! If she didn't, she would likely die here today! However, David quickly seized her.

David's strength was overwhelming, and Lily couldn't break free from his grasp. Lily's screams and cries echoed continuously in the room.

David stripped Lily of her clothes and hung her upside down in the room. With a cold expression, David looked at Lily, putting on rubber gloves.

Lily's fair body writhed continuously, causing the iron chains to clank as if she were a lamb about to be slaughtered. Her beautiful toes curled in tension, the pain causing them to splay open.

Lily's toes were very attractive; if a foot fetishist saw them, they would surely be aroused quickly.

Binding Lily's legs, the hemp rope hanging on the iron hook had already rubbed her skin raw. As she struggled, blood seeped out, staining the inside of the rope red.

Tears and saliva covered her face, resembling a disheveled appearance after intense oral s*x. "You're like a rose with thorns, aren't you? Well, I'm going to start pruning the branches," David said, his voice like a demon's whisper.

Lily trembled all over, futilely struggling and only able to emit sharp and desperate cries. "Shh, no matter how loud you scream, no one can hear you. The soundproofing here rivals a recording studio."

"Please! Don't kill me! I'll give you whatever money you want!" Lily begged David to spare her.

"Shh, you wait for death, enjoy the pain, it will be better than some," David 'comforted' Lily. "I'll give you money, I really have money. I'll be your dog, your s*x slave! Please, don't kill me," Lily continued to plead.

Ignoring her, David continued to wear rain boots, protective clothing, and a face shield. He sealed himself in protective gear and rubber gloves, selecting a sharp knife from the tools and walking towards Lily. "You sick bastard, you i***t!" Lily cursed continuously.

In times of fear, people often use intense anger to mask it, but like the rattling chains, it had no substantive effect.

David ran the knife across Lily's waist, cutting through the skin and tissue on her side, then diagonally upwards, cutting open Lily's breasts...

Blood gushed from Lily's chest instantly. "Ah~" Lily's screams abruptly stopped, a result of extreme pain that exceeded the limits of her vocal cords. If one listened carefully, they could hear faint bubbling sounds from her vocal cords.

Blood had pooled on the ground, dripping like rain. After a similar cut on the other side, the blood turned into a downpour.

Lily's eyes had glazed over. In immense pain, she oddly found a hint of pleasure, akin to an orgasm during that gang rape.

Her pupils rolled back, her tongue protruded, and blood flowed into her mouth without her awareness.

David crouched down, his ice-blue eyes fixed on Lily's contorted face, whispering words only they could hear, "Don't blame me; it was your husband who hired me for this."