Chapter 1301
Lachlan swallowed hard, taking a hesitant step closer. Audrey, wary, took a step back, biting her lip. "Lachlan, just… look."
"Audrey, I just want to see a little clearer. Please?" He looked pathetic, and for a moment, Audrey almost relented. It was his first time seeing a woman's bare breasts, and they were… perfect. He wanted to memorize every detail, even if it was wrong.
"Fine…" Audrey's body trembled. To escape, she had to play along, even though humiliation burned in her throat. She closed her eyes, feeling like a specimen on display, allowing Lachlan to feast his eyes.
"Oh my god… Audrey… you're so beautiful." Lachlan stepped closer, directly in front of her now. His eyes were mere inches from her ample breasts. A faint, milky scent reached his nostrils. He stared, drinking in the sight, a thrill coursing through him. He knew he'd likely never see anything this beautiful again.
"Are you done?" Audrey could feel Lachlan's warm breath on her skin. Her nipples, already sensitive, tightened from the proximity. The intimacy of being scrutinized by a stranger, the sheer vulnerability of it, brought tears to her eyes.
"Almost… Audrey, just a little longer." Lachlan was mesmerized. Her breasts held a strange power over him, more than just… boobs. He felt his heart racing. Audrey had said no touching, but… who could resist? He hesitated, and then a thought struck him. He slowly extended his tongue, reasoning that a taste wasn't technically touching. A loophole.
Just as his tongue was about to brush against her nipple, Audrey sensed the movement. Her eyes flew open. She saw his tongue, inches from her breast, and recoiled, taking two quick steps back. She spun around, fumbling with her buttons, then faced him again, her expression carefully neutral. "Okay. Let's go."
"Right… Audrey." Lachlan was embarrassed and frustrated. He had been so close.
He quickly explained the layout. They were in an abandoned factory, repurposed as a hideout. They were currently in the factory's office building, but everyone lived in the basement to avoid detection.
The place was a mix of lowlifes and criminals. Jerome was in charge. To escape, they needed to get through two doors. The first was an iron door from the basement to ground level, manned by two guards who were usually more interested in their card games or phones than their duties. Their main purpose was to keep intruders out.
The second door was inside the basement itself, dividing it into two sections. The outer section housed the regular members, while the inner section was Jerome and Quentin's private area, where they kept the kidnapped women. This door also had two guards, whose primary job was to prevent escapes.
Lachlan glanced at Audrey's figure, the curves of her body visible beneath her shirt. Leaving directly was too risky. He took off his jacket and gave it to her, then found a hat and a mask. "Put your hair up and put these on." He smeared some dust from the wall onto her exposed skin. "This will help you blend in." He opened the door and cautiously led her down the hallway.
Audrey kept her head down, following him through the dark, damp corridor. She could hear muffled sounds and moans coming from the far end of the hallway. Were those other women being… assaulted? The thought terrified her, but she was powerless to help. She had to get out and call the police.
"Just around this corner is the first door. Audrey, quiet…" Lachlan whispered, his voice strained. Despite the risks, he couldn't bear the thought of this beautiful teacher suffering at the hands of these men. A strange, protective instinct surged within him, a knight rescuing his damsel. He hoped this act of bravery might earn him… something more. This was his only chance with a woman like Audrey, a woman with curves he wouldn't soon forget.
As they approached the corner, a door suddenly burst open, and a naked woman stumbled out, her hair disheveled, her pale body stark against the dim light.
Seeing Lachlan, she lunged at him, her breasts pressing against his chest. "Please… help me! I can't take it anymore!" Her voice was frantic.
Before Lachlan could react, a tall, bald man with a thick, muscular build, a gold chain around his neck, and several scars crisscrossing his body, stepped out of the room. It was Douglas.
Seeing the woman clinging to Lachlan, Douglas' eyes flashed with anger. He grabbed her hair, yanking her away. She fell to the floor with a whimper. He placed his foot on her chest, grinding his heel into her breasts, twisting and deforming them, her nipples nearly bursting. The sight was sickening.
"You little bitch! Trying to escape? Not happy with the way I fuck you?" He snarled, squatting down, grabbing her breasts, pinching her bruised nipples, pulling them hard.
The woman's screams echoed down the hallway. Her breasts were stretched into grotesque shapes, her nipples elongated, almost torn.
"Shut up! Who told you to run? I'll fucking kill you!" He continued to torment her breasts, his hands brutal. He had personally captured this woman. She was pretty enough, with nice big tits, and… she reminded him a little of Natalie. He'd been using her, night and day, but she was… compliant. Not like Natalie. Natalie was like a scorpion, always ready with a sting. It made her dangerous, and… exciting to conquer.
Audrey watched, horrified. A chill ran down her spine. If Lachlan hadn't helped her… would that be her fate? Something even worse?
Lachlan's jaw tightened. He knew Douglas. Everyone did. He'd been a big player in the northern gang, one of Jasper's top guys. Nobody messed with him. But then, for some reason, he'd switched sides, bringing twenty men with him to the southern gang. The northern gang had been crippled, constantly under attack, with Douglas leading the charge. He'd single-handedly put seven of their men in the hospital. He was a force to be reckoned with.
Audrey was trembling. Lachlan gestured for her to keep moving, and they crept down the hallway. They had only taken a few steps when they heard Douglas yell, "Hold it right there!"
Audrey's heart leaped into her throat. Lachlan quickly turned, shielding her, forcing a smile onto his face. "Douglas, what's up?"
"Move aside." Douglas waved his hand dismissively. His eyes were fixed on Audrey. Even in the dim light, with the jacket and her back to him, he recognized the curve of her ass in those jeans.
"Turn around. Let me see you." He smirked. "That ass is too fine for a dude. Must be a pretty boy. I've had enough pussy lately. Time for a change of pace."
Audrey froze, terrified. She couldn't turn around. Her breasts… they would give her away instantly.
Lachlan stepped forward. "Douglas, he's new. Jerome took a liking to him. He's cleaning Jerome's room."
"Jerome?" Douglas paused, his lips thinning. The one person in the southern gang he did fear was Jerome. Jerome's reputation preceded him. Jasper had been looking for him for years, without success. Now, he was a major thorn in their side. Every time Jerome looked at him, with those cold eyes, Douglas felt a shiver of unease, like a cobra was about to strike.
"Yeah, I'm taking him to Jerome right now." Lachlan nodded, then barked at Audrey, "What are you waiting for? Jerome's waiting! Move it!"
Audrey, trembling, started walking. Douglas watched her go, hesitated, but didn't dare challenge Jerome's authority. He grabbed the woman on the floor and dragged her back into the room, to continue his brutal game.
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