Chapter 82. Twisted Justice
Leonel and the other two men couldn’t believe what they were seeing, their eyes locked on the screen broadcasting Shin and Gegee’s brutal, twisted fight.
"What the hell..." Leonel muttered, his voice cracking as he saw Gegee frozen stiff, paralyzed under Shin’s control and then the bastard started doing things to her. Things no one could’ve expected in a battle.
"The fuck does that brat think he’s doing?!" barked the driver, his rage flaring.
"Move!! We can’t let him do whatever he wants to Gegee! She’s the boss’s favorite. If he finds out, we’re dead!" Leonel shouted, scrambling to his feet. He dove into the car, the driver following, the third man leaping into the back of the truck. The engine roared to life, tires screeching as they sped off toward the building, toward the violation of Gegee that was unfolding before their eyes.
Meanwhile...
Shin was sliding her denim shorts down her thighs slowly. The rough fabric rolled off her smooth, flawless legs, falling to the floor beside her red stilettos.
Shin crouched lower, letting his hand drag up her calves, then her thighs, until his fingers reached the red lace covering her most private heat.
And since Ado had already taken off Shin’s shorts, he stood tall and naked in front of Gegee, his cock already stiffening. She stared at it shyly at his size that made her throat clench, and the fact that it was bigger than Gerald’s — the only one who’d ever truly satisfied her was astonishing.
She swallowed.
And yet, she still sneered. "You’re really just a damn pervert, aren’t you? Half-dead and all you can think of is sex?"
"And you’re wet," Shin shot back calmly. "So who’s the real pervert here?"