Chapter 103: The Fourth One

Jada Hart wanted to fight back, but she could not. That quick, eel-slick tongue worked where she most dreaded, and Jada sobbed, keening, begging him to stop. She even blurted that she would pay him a hundred thousand dollars, but he did not let up. He fed on her like a starving wolf and laughed, smug and ugly. Two minutes later, the younger punk licked his lips and started on his belt. Metal clicked, click, click. "No!" Jada cried. "My dad has money! Not just a hundred thousand! He can pay a million!" "If...