Chapter 986 Destiny Altered
The room fell silent instantly.
In the quiet space, two scratch marks on Alexander's neck to the base of his ear were still bleeding.
Alexander's tall and upright figure stood before Victoria, who was sitting obediently on the sink.
He had tied her hands.
Victoria felt the skin under her fingernails, which made her uncomfortable, so she knew she was about to be beaten again.
It had been like this for a while; whenever she fought back, she would be taken to a room and beaten.
She couldn't fight back anymore.
When she felt him grab both sides of her sweater, she immediately held her breath and didn't dare move.
"We're just going to clean up, I promise."
Alexander knew Victoria was scared, so he patiently explained.
Victoria didn't believe him; she only knew she was in danger.
When he lifted her clothes over her head, she couldn't stop crying.
The humiliation made her extremely angry and sad, but she didn't make a sound, holding back all her emotions.
Where was she now?
In a man's house?
This house was big.
Those people said they would be sold to some big shots, and of course, these big shots had money and big houses.
And then?
Was she a mistress or a plaything?
He seemed to have a child?
What about his wife?
Victoria didn't dare think further, just sat there in humiliation.
She felt her body being lifted, and she stiffened.
No one knew what would happen next.
Then she was placed into warm water.
Her hands were freed, and she immediately grabbed the sides.
She was sure it was a bathtub, but she reflexively tried to stand up, only to have her shoulders pressed down.
Victoria then realized she wasn't alone in the water and immediately wanted to resist.
But Alexander's body pressed down on her, capturing her lips when she was unprepared.
Her neck was held, her face not submerged, but it was already wet.
Her lips were forcefully sealed, and she felt the painful suction, starting to struggle again, but any movement would make her fall into the water.
The suffocating feeling of being submerged forced her to grip the sides of the tub tightly.
Alexander's kiss was domineering and forceful at first.
But soon, he slowed down, gently sucking on her lips without going deeper.
Victoria's breathing gradually steadied as she felt the difference between him and the others.
Alexander's long, thick eyelashes slowly lifted as she relaxed, looking straight at her again.
She was still very flustered.
He couldn't guess what she had been through.
But those who had hurt her, no, anyone who had seen her there, would not have a good end.
Victoria shrank in the water, her breathing trembling, unable to make any sound.
Alexander just watched silently, then slowly cleaned her body.
In prison, Isabella was finally no longer in solitary confinement.
She was sent to the murderers' cell and was told that Victoria had been found.
She immediately shouted, "Impossible, Victoria is dead!"
"Tatum, does this woman have delusions?"
"Tatum, what if she's crazy?"
Two inmates asked the most vicious prisoner, Tatum Walker.
"Fix her, I'm the best at fixing people. None of you has made me show my skills yet. Even the fiercest ones have to listen to me." Tatum said.
Hearing this, the inmates around Tatum lowered their heads.
Tatum was indeed their leader; she was truly ruthless.
Isabella looked at Tatum without a trace of fear, "You can't scare me."
"You still think this is the Montgomery Group? You don't get to put on airs here."
Tatum spat and said to Isabella.
Isabella found Tatum's spitting uncivilized and disgusting.
Seeing Isabella's disdain, Tatum said, "Each of you, spit on her ten times."
"Dare you? This is a prison, a place of law."
"So you used the law to seduce Dirk?"
Isabella was silenced, then heard their mocking laughter as they approached her.
One dirty face after another blurred before her eyes.
An hour later, Isabella was dragged to Tatum and lay at her feet.
"Lick it clean, and I'll let you close your eyes tonight. Believe me, you don't want to know the consequences of not licking it clean."
Tatum commanded, extending a dirt-covered shoe.
Isabella looked at the shoe and suddenly couldn't help but laugh.
Had she fallen to this point?
And Victoria was alive?
How could Victoria be alive?
Those people took all her belongings and then told her Victoria was alive?
Victoria reappeared, while she was in this place, with her sentence increased?
The Harrington family appealed, and her five-year sentence became ten years.
Isabella felt like she would never get out.
She used to think ten years was just a moment, but now, she felt every second was an eternity.
Alexander was so ruthless to her.
Thinking she almost became Alexander's woman, but where was Alexander now?
Serenade Villa.
Alexander put pajamas on Victoria.
She sat on the big bed, and he dried her hair, then softly told her, "You can sleep now."
Victoria's eyes moved slightly, then she instinctively lay back.
He didn't hit her. He was different from those people.
He even dried her hair.
Victoria was puzzled but obediently lay down.
Seeing she wasn't on the pillow, Alexander leaned over, lifted her neck with one hand, and held her legs with the other.
Seeing her nervous look, he softly told her, "You're lying in the wrong spot."
Victoria was confused, but she didn't struggle when lifted.
Soon she felt something soft under her head, probably a pillow.
Lying there, she felt a bit more at ease.
Alexander lay beside her and asked, "Don't you remember me?"
She didn't respond; she didn't hear the question.
She couldn't hear many of his words.
'Is he crazy?' Victoria thought.
Victoria wondered if he wasn't crazy, how could he buy someone just to have her lie beside him?
Those people said the big shots who bought them had dark, perverted needs and even taught them.
Thinking of those tortured days, Victoria turned, curled up, and faced away from him.
Her body ached, becoming more apparent in the deep night.
Those people said her scars made her hard to sell, but tonight, an old man might come who liked her type because he had killed several of his wives.
But the one who brought her didn't seem like an old man.
Victoria couldn't sleep, surrounded by darkness, having been in the dark for too long.
She had no memories of light, growing more fearful but not daring to do anything, afraid of angering the person behind her.
But suddenly, a warm presence enveloped her, and she felt her waist being held through her pajamas.
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