The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the crystal chandelier flickered with glaring light.
The ceiling was white, the walls were white, and in front of her, only this man was swaying. The light in Jasmine Yale's eyes was despairing and sorrowful.
The man had a ferocious face, his eyes gleamed with a sinister light, like a hungry wolf.
"I've never played with a pregnant woman before, interesting, interesting, playing with a pregnant woman doesn't even require protection, haha." The UT man leaned down, laughing incessantly.
Jasmine Yale struggled desperately, her face filled with bewildered fear: "Help... help..."
"Shh, don't shout now, later I'll make you scream all you want." The man tugged at Jasmine Yale's clothes, not caring about the scratches on his face made by Jasmine.
The large bed shook violently, Jasmine Yale's trench coat was pulled off by the man.
"Rip —" With a sound, the trench coat fell to the ground!
