Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 603

They didn’t even care about their own lives, let alone the lives of others. They approached Adrian swiftly and

began to beat him mercilessly with their fists and feet.

Adrian, with no formal combat training, felt his ribs shatter under the onslaught.

Aubree stirred at the commotion, her lips twitching into a wry smile as she watched them turn on one of their

own. She didn’t speak; instead, she continued to stare at the ceiling, her mind echoing with Tessa’s words about

getting married.

She clung to Andrew as her last hope, but his cellphone was with Tessa.

Tears began to stream down Aubree’s face, her whole body aching with a pain that seemed to penetrate her

soul. It was odd. The men hadn't even touched her yet, but she felt tainted as if no shower could ever cleanse

her. Perhaps she had been marked by an indelible stain since the age of eighteen.

Adrian curled up on the ground, blood spilling continuously from his mouth. The men grabbed his hair and

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smashed his head against the wall, their voices laden with malice.

“Next tyou want to play the hero, weigh your strength first. Screw you!”

“Don’t actually kill him. We've got to pin this mess on him.”

“Right, the beauty is right here. Let's make it quick.”

“Brielle is quite a looker, too. We could have a go with both of them. That would be the life.”

Their laughter was lewd and unbridled.

Adrian, hearing this, mustered the last of his strength and looked at Aubree, his heart pierced by the sight of her

tears. Maybe Sydney had felt just as helpless.

Somehow finding a burst of energy, he grabbed one of the men’s legs. The man stumbled forward, enraged at

Adrian’s defiance, and kicked him squarely in the face. “Fuck!”

Adrian was sent flying and lay motionless on the ground.

The men approached Aubree and tore off her clothes in a brutal display of savagery. One of them eagerly and

impatiently mounted and slapped her across the face.

“You're so easy! No wonder you could entice your own brother!”

“Did you enjoy it as much when he fucked you?”

Aubree’s pupils contracted sharply. Her lips were pressed tightly together, tasting blood in her mouth from the

slap. Her head was knocked askew, her cheek swelling visibly.

Her face, which was quite lovely, angered the other men when they saw it being damaged. “Just do it. Don’t ruin

the face,” one of them snapped.

The man shrugged. “Just a bit of fun.” he muttered, no longer hesitating. But Aubree, having

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just had her legs freed, delivered a powerful knee to his groin. The man paled from the pain and glared at her

furiously.

“You bitch!”

He approached Aubree, prying her mouth open. “I have many ways to make people suffer, and you don’t want to

experience them all,” he snarled.

He grabbed a dagger from nearby, prying open Aubree’s mouth and wrenching her teeth out.

The pain was excruciating! Aubree’s mouth filled with the taste of blood, a crimson flow that wouldn't stop.

Tears and blood smeared her face, but she could hardly make a sound. She felt like a proud rose had been

reduced to a crushed dirt by the roadside.

Maybe she was never a rose; perhaps she had always been a wildflower, discarded and unwanted.

The man seized her hair, holding her down, fucking her mouth without restraint. The camera nearby recorded

every moment, capturing the gruesscene in its entirety.

The men’s laughter was carefree and loud as they reveled in their control over her body.

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