104.Chapter 104

"Nix, you bastard!" Clara gritted her teeth, her body aching and burning as she fought desperately to get out of bed and escape.

But Nix, dressed in a bathrobe and holding a glass of wine, approached with a lewd grin plastered on his face.

"Your voice is so sweet when you curse. I bet you'll moan just as beautifully when I'm on top of you later," he sneered.

Clara was petrified, clutching the edge