Chapter 757
The bedroom was shrouded in darkness.
Haley smelled a strong male scent.
Her first reaction was to think it was Ivan, but the grip on her wrist was too strong, almost crushing it.
Whether it was Ivan before or after his amnesia, he had never been so rough with her.
Haley kicked the chair by the bedside, but the man deftly dodged it.
The man in the dark seemed enraged and directly yanked her wrist, throwing her onto the bed.
The tall figure pressed down on her.
"Haley, you seem to be living quite freely. Have you already forgotten who I am?" Martin's cold, deep voice sounded in her ear, making Haley's eyes narrow sharply.
She pressed her elbow against Martin's neck and said coldly, "You know my skills are far superior to yours. Don't push me."
"Is that so?"
Martin suddenly pulled out a black object from his pocket and pressed it against Haley's forehead. "Do you still think I can't beat you now?"
The cold, metallic touch and the scent of death made Haley instantly realize it was a gun.
Under the faint moonlight from the window, she glared coldly at Martin's handsome face. "You came all this way to find me. You wouldn't want to take back a corpse, would you?"
"Of course, I wouldn't let you die. I haven't tasted you yet." Martin's gun slowly slid down, parting her collar, the black muzzle pressing against her delicate collarbone. "Take off your clothes!"
Haley's face instantly turned cold. "Martin, do you know what you're doing?"
"Of course, I do." Martin sneered. "You cheated me, using my feelings for you to set up multiple traps. Haley, you're really smart, but it shouldn't be used on me. Since you've made me fall for you, your body can only belong to me. My patience has run out while searching for you. I'll count to three. If you don't take off your clothes, I'll go to the next room and grab a kid to shoot."
Haley gritted her teeth and looked at him. "The children share your blood. How can you be so heartless and insane?"
"Insane. I like it." Martin sneered. "I want you to see just how insane I can be."
He suddenly stood up and turned towards the door.
Haley bit her lip hard, her voice trembling. "Fine, I'll take off my clothes."
"That's more like it," Martin smirked.
In the darkness, Martin stood against the wall, his eyes fixed on Haley on the edge of the bed.
She avoided looking into Martin's eyes, lowered her gaze, and unbuttoned her shirt one by one, revealing the fabric underneath.
The white camisole stood out starkly in the darkness.
Martin's Adam's apple bobbed with each step as he walked slowly to the bed and rested his hands on Haley's shoulders.
Haley suppressed her disgust, her eyes catching a glint of cold light. She glanced at the gun tucked in Martin's waistband, quickly sizing up her chances of grabbing it.
However, as soon as her eyes swept over it, Martin laughed. "I have two guns on me. If you take one, I still have another. I won't kill you, but I will kill your children. Four kids, four bullets-quite efficient."
Haley clenched her back teeth. "I wasn't planning to take your gun. Just do what you have to do and don't wake up the others in the villa."
"Smart move," Martin mocked.
Martin gently pushed her, watching her lie on the bed, looking completely defenseless. Only then did he feel satisfied.
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