Chapter 58 Patricia Injured in the Dungeon
Patricia forced herself to remain calm and raised the knife in her hand, "Don't come any closer, or I won't be polite!"
Cody chuckled and effortlessly knocked the knife out of her hand with his baton.
"That move might work on them, but to think you could use it on me? It's just wishful thinking! If you obediently listen to me, I might torture you for a little while. But if you dare to resist, I will make your life worse than death."
Finishing his words, he eagerly pounced towards Patricia.
"Ah..." Patricia screamed, trying to run, but he grabbed her hair and pulled it forcefully.
"Ugh..."
The pain made Patricia groan. She felt like her scalp was being torn off.
However, she didn't even have time to scream in pain before Cody pressed her down onto the stone bed. With one hand, he held her hands firmly above her head. His foul-smelling mouth was descending upon her red lips.
"Let me go, you despicable creature!" Patricia felt disgusted and wanted to vomit.
She continuously resisted and struggled, kicking aimlessly with her feet, accidentally hitting an important area of Cody.
"Ugh..."
Cody winced in pain, and in anger, he slapped her.
Patricia saw stars from the blow, her mouth bleeding, her cheeks burning, and a buzzing in her ears.
"You whore, who do you think you are? It was luck that I took an interest in you, but you dare to kick me. Today, I won't let you live!" Cody cursed and spit flew in all directions.
Ignoring the pain in her face, Patricia turned her head while he was cursing and bit down hard on his arm.
"Hiss..."
Cody yelled in pain, instinctively trying to pull his arm back.
With all her strength, Patricia bit down hard, refusing to let go. She forcefully tore a chunk of flesh from him.
The strong taste of blood filled her mouth.
Cody released his grip on her and held his bloody arm, writhing in pain on the ground.
With her newfound freedom, Patricia spat out the piece of flesh in her mouth, feeling nauseous.
She ran to the iron door and pounded on it repeatedly, shouting, "Let me out! I want to see Martin, I want..."
Before she could finish her words, Cody suddenly grabbed her hair again and forcefully pulled her back, causing her body to fall to the ground due to the inertia.
Cody leaned over her again, straddling her body, and continued to relentlessly slap her with his uninjured hand.
The crisp sound of his palm echoed throughout the room.
In no time, Patricia's cheeks were swollen like steamed balloons, her face and mouth covered in blood, and darkness filled her vision.
"You whore! How dare you bite me! Fuck, If I don't kill you today, then I'm not Cody." he said, still unsatisfied. He forcefully knocked Patricia's head against the cold ground twice, holding onto it tightly.
A sharp pain spread from the back of Patricia's head, causing her to feel dizzy. The scenery before her turned blurry, and she felt completely powerless, like a puddle of mud, unable to resist.
Cody spat on the ground, looking at Patricia's lifeless body. He forcefully tore off her clothes, exposing her elegant and beautiful neck and collarbone.
Cody couldn't help but stare, lowering his head and taking a ruthless bite on her neck.
"Ah..." Patricia groaned in pain, instinctively trying to push him away, but she had no strength left. Her hands were weak and feeble, no longer resisting, but seemingly accepting.
"Indeed, you're exceptional. Your skin is smooth and delicate, so soft..." Cody tasted the sweetness and became even bolder. He released her neck and kissed her beautiful collarbone.
The scent of the woman stimulated every nerve in his body.
He began to nibble on her, his mouth filled with vulgar words. "If you had been obedient from the start, none of this would have happened! You truly are exceptional. I've played with countless women, but I've never played with someone like you. I wonder if the taste is different from other women."
Unable to resist, Patricia closed her eyes, surrounded by an unprecedented sense of despair. Tears rolled down like broken pearls from the corners of her eyes.
"No, please... Let me go... Let me go..." Her voice was weak and feeble, barely a whisper.
The more she struggled, the more excited Cody became. His hand reached towards her waist, preparing to remove her pants... Completely engrossed, he remained unaware that the iron door had been opened and Martin, along with Alan, entered.
Upon seeing the situation inside, Alan felt his world spinning, almost fainting on the spot.
Before Alan could react, Martin had already rushed forward, lifting Cody off Patricia and ruthlessly throwing him to the ground. Martin straddled Cody and unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks.
Every blow targeted the most vulnerable parts of a human body, delivering full force. Martin resembled a wild beast that had lost control, his eyes filled with terrifying aggression.
Alan had never seen this fierce side of his boss before. It was as if he wanted to beat Cody to death, his hands, face, and body covered in his blood.
But his clean-freak boss didn't seem to care at all. Punch after punch landed on Cody's body and face.
Cody had no strength left to fight back. He was beaten so badly that he was barely breathing, clinging onto his last breath.
Alan stood on the side, watching without daring to take a breath.
After dealing with Cody, Martin tenderly lifted Patricia from the ground, his heart trembling as he looked at the bite marks on her neck and collarbone. It felt as if a piece of his heart had been forcefully ripped out, causing a bloody pain.
"I'm sorry. I'm late!"
For the first time in his life, his voice choked and hoarse, as if he was holding back something.
Patricia, struggling with heavy eyelids, glanced at him and gently touched her face. "Surveillance..."
She wanted to speak, but didn't have the strength to form a complete sentence. Her pupils started dilating, growing larger, and she felt drowsy, as if she was about to pass out.
Martin didn't pay much attention to her words. His heart ached terribly as he immediately scooped her up in his arms and walked quickly towards the door.
"Hold on, I won't let anything happen to you! I'll take you to the hospital right away, hold on..."
As Patricia lay in his arms, she could faintly feel him trembling through their thin clothes.
Was he afraid? Worried about her? Immediately, she smiled self-mockingly. How could he be worried about her?
He must be worried that if something happened to her, Debbie would have an irresolvable responsibility. He was worried about Debbie.
Yes, that must be it. She shouldn't have been presumptuous.
At the thought of this possibility, a sharp pain surged through her heart, spreading to her limbs.
Her head felt dizzy. She wanted to sleep, but her eyelids felt heavy, as if they were filled with lead.
After struggling for a while, she couldn't withstand the invasion of darkness anymore. Her head tilted to the side, and she fell unconscious in Martin's arms.
"Patricia... Patricia..."
In a daze, she seemed to hear someone shouting her name in extreme anguish. She tried hard to open her eyes, but couldn't muster any strength.
Vaguely, it seemed like raindrops were falling on her face. But why were these raindrops warm?
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