His love

There was nothing on the bed. Willow felt like her waist was breaking from the impact when she fell on 

the bed. 

She was already seeing stars, and being thrown made her vision go black. She couldn’t see any hope now. 

Seeing a dusty glass on the nearby table, Willow gritted her teeth and grabbed the glass. Then, she smashed it toward Mico’s head. 

Mico was completely engrossed with Willow’s beauty and didn’t notice her intention. 

It was Enan who noticed her movement. He quickly stepped forward and snatched the glass from Willow. 

With his hot temper, he wanted to smash the glass onto the ungrateful woman. Yet he feared the injury. would affect the photo shoot later, so he only hit her body. 

Enan’s blow happened to hit Willow’s stomach, which was already in severe pain. It caused her to spasm in agony. 

“You bitch! How dare you attack me?” Mico raised his hand and was about to slap Willow again when Enan stopped him. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Don’t hit her face! We still need to take her photos!” he reminded. 

The photography enthusiast, Finn, had already set up the tripod. He fixed the camera on it, looking like a professional photographer. 

He rolled his sleeves and pointed the camera at Willow. “Who’s going first?” 

“Didn’t we agree that Kiran and I would go first?” With that, Mico started to take off his clothes. 

Kiran didn’t want to let Mico steal his spotlight and swiftly discarded his clothes. 

Enan didn’t want to wait. But it wasn’t his turn yet. It was freezing cold in the middle of winter. His eyes lit up at Willow’s clothes. 

“Don’t touch me!” Willow wished she could rip these disgusting men apart, but she had no knife on her. She could only watch in despair as her clothes were gradually taken off. 

The sound of the shutter suddenly echoed in the air, and Willow’s heart dropped. She couldn’t escape in the end. And this was just the beginning. 

Willow closed her eyes, then forcefully opened them again. She wanted to bite her tongue and end it all. 

But there was no difference even if Willow died. These photos would still spread, and she would remain a slut to everyone. And she didn’t know how to face Aaron and Nicola in the afterlife. 

As long as she was still breathing, Willow would live her best life. 

Willow conjured up her strength and bit down on Mico’s shoulder. She bit so hard that a large chunk of flesh almost fell off his shoulder. 

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Mico screamed hysterically. He wanted to slap Willow but didn’t dare move too much. He was afraid that Willow would tear the flesh off him if he pulled away.