Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

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Chapter 160 Nyla, who should have been unconscious, had seized a nearby flask and smashed it over Dylan's head.

The sharp shards of glass sliced into his forehead, and blood began to flow immediately.

Seizing the moment of his shock, Nyla shoved him away and stumbled toward the door.

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However, she had expended all her strength in that single blow and felt weak and unsteady. Before she could reach the door, Dylan yanked her back by her hair. "Bitch, how dare you hit me!" Dylan snarled.

He slapped her across the face repeatedly. His forehead, still bleeding, made him appear grotesque and terrifying.

Nyla wanted to fight back, but her weakness prevented her. She could only glare at him with disdain. Her defiant stare further enraged Dylan. He slapped her again and again until she was nearly unconscious. "Let's see how long you can keep that attitude!" he growled.

He threw her to the floor and ripped off her skirt. As he gazed at her pale, slender legs, his eyes turned red with lust, and his hands began to roam.

Nyla tried to resist, but the disparity in their strength was too great, and the effects of the drug still lingered. She couldn't even push him away. "Dylan, if you touch me, you'll die without a place to be buried!" she threatened.

Dylan sneered. "You think I'm scared? I wouldn't be here if I wasn't confident I could get away with this As he spoke, his hands moved up herlegs "Wearing lacy underwear, huh? You must be dying forto screw you," he taunted Nausea surged in Nyla's throat, and she began to dry heave.

She gripped a shard of glass tightly, the pain serving as a grounding force. She resolved to slash Dylan's throat if given the chance.

If she couldn't succeed, she would cut her own throat. She would rather die than allow him to have his way Dylan's eyes were cold, and his thoughts were vile. He grabbed her underwear, preparing to pull it off when suddenly the equipment room door was violently kicked open.

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Dylan's face twisted in surprise. Before he could react, he was kicked. across the room landing hard and spitting out blood Upon seeing Nyla's swollen face, disheveled hair, and nearly naked body, Damon's gaze turned murderous. He took off his coat and covered her, then slowly approached Dylan Dylan's face was astien, his eyes filled with terror: When he saw it was Damon, he knew he was finished.

Damon grabbed him by the collar and lifted him, looking like a demon from hell

Dylan trembled and began to beg for mercy, "M-Mr Sumner was wrong er I'm inhuman, please- Ahr" With a scream, Dylan's arm was dislocated "You used both hands to touch her. The other one can go too, Damon said flatly Chapter rele +25 BONUS "Mr. Sumner, I didn't-" Before Dylan could finish, Damon dislocated hist other arm.

Overwhelmed by pain, Dylan broke out in a cold sweat and was unable to beg for mercy.

Damon tossed him aside like garbage and walked back to Nylan Seeing hand bleeding, he gouing her left crouched down and took hold of her wrist. Like RICH WOMEN? X These women desperately want a mature men! JOIN NOW *Waming these rich women will persue you.

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