Emma Aiden's mind was left in a blank, her face flushed red, looking at Harrison Yale in front of her.
His alluring face, under the dim light, exuded a charming luster, like a favored child of God, every angle especially perfect...
Emma Aiden squinted slightly, her bewildered eyes staring at him without blinking, until a coolness on her chest made her realize her clothes were gone.
The chilling sensation made her nerves jolt.
Harrison Yale's face seemed to morph into another unfamiliar one.
The man's hideous face kept overlapping in front of her, mouth still yelling, "Be obedient, don't move, let the elders take good care of you..."
Emma Aiden's facial expression changed, the painstakingly forgotten memories gradually revived in her mind, swiftly conquering her rational thoughts.
She pressed her hands against Harrison's chest, wanting to push him away, but couldn't.
Her whole body couldn't help but tremble lightly.
