Luana never thought she would end up in bed with a stranger.
She didn't even know what he looked like.
At this moment, she was filled with despair. Cline would surely be disgusted about this.
Cline, Cline, Cline...
She called out his name in her heart over and over, tears streaming down her cheeks.
The man noticed her crying and suddenly stopped.
He grabbed her chin and coldly demanded, "Who are you crying for?"
Luana pressed her lips together, her tears flowing incessantly, quickly soaking the tie.
Her silence displeased the man, and his subsequent actions became even more disregarding of her feelings, tormenting her wildly.
The positions and force he used were completely different from Cline's, with overwhelming kisses and urgent movements that were even more frantic than Cline's.
On the one hand, Luana endured his coercion, and on the other, she worried that Travis would suddenly return.
Her spirit instantly collapsed, yet she was helpless and could only let the man have his way.
It was only at this moment that she realized Travis had intentionally spared her before. If Travis really wanted to force himself on her, he would have done so already.
"You can only be mine." the man bit her red lips and growled, then took her once more.
After nearly two hours, the man finally released her.
Her body had already collapsed, and having drunk a mouthful of wine containing sleeping pills, she felt drowsy.
The man did not leave after satisfying himself but instead held her and placed her in the bathtub, gently cleaning her with warm water, then carried her back to bed.
Touching the soft bed, Luana just wanted to fall asleep.
But thinking of Travis's return, she bit her tongue desperately to stay awake.
The taste of blood in her mouth brought her back to a sliver of consciousness.
"Now, can you let me go?" Her voice was icy to the extreme, as if emanating from her very bones.
She thought to herself, 'If she finds out who he was, she would kill him.'
The man seemed to be getting dressed and did not respond to her. Luana was so angry that she trembled all over.
"You've done what you wanted. Do you still want to kill me?" As soon as she finished speaking, the man pressed down on her again.
He gently kissed her red lips and whispered in her ear, "You tricked Travis with a fake contract. Aren't you afraid he'll cause trouble?"
"None of your business!" Luana almost shouted.
Anyway, she had been violated, and there was nothing left to lose. She was no longer afraid of the man in front of her.
The man did not speak anymore, quietly watching her for a while, then began to untie her.
As soon as her hands were free, she immediately removed the tie from her eyes. The lights were still off, and the man had put his mask back on.
He stood a bit far away, making it impossible for her to see his appearance.
Luana didn't care about anything else. She looked at where she was lying and found that she was right by the head of the bed.
She quickly sat up, blocking the pillow with her body, and stealthily reached under it.
Touching the dagger, Luana immediately grabbed it and rushed at the man.
In just a few seconds, she was in front of the man. She quickly raised the knife in her hand and stabbed directly at the man's chest.
Unfortunately, the man was too fast, stepping back to avoid the vital spot.
The knife only cut the man's arm, which was defending in front of his chest, not his heart.
Luana, furious, pounced on him, stabbing wildly, wherever she could reach, into his arms or thighs.
She acted like a madwoman, completely losing her mind after being utterly enraged.
The man, seeing her desperate appearance, no longer dodged. He grabbed her wrist and took the knife from her hand.
"Enough!" the man said hoarsely. Luana regained a bit of her senses, but she still felt extremely aggrieved.
She tried every means not to be touched by Travis, only to be taken advantage of by a stranger. Anyone would collapse under such circumstances.
Without the knife and held captive by the man again, the feeling of helplessness overwhelmed her.
She squatted down, knelt on the ground, covered her face, and sobbed bitterly.
"Stop crying," the man comforted her.
Luana couldn't hear him at all, lying on the ground crying desperately, looking extremely miserable.
The man seemed to sigh helplessly. He squatted down, reached out, and touched Luana's hair.
After being pushed away by her, he said indifferently, "I've missed you for a long time. I couldn't help myself. I'm sorry."
'Missed her for a long time?'
That meant this pervert wasn't just acting on impulse but had planned it all along.
He impersonated Travis to send her a text message, indicating he knew she was Travis's woman.
Travis announced she was his woman that night at Nightfall.
Luana thought back carefully. Among men of that height and build, besides Cline, there were Gehrmann and other wealthy men.
The Moriarty brothers all looked down on her and wouldn't do such a thing.
So, the man in front of her was likely one of Travis's friends.
He was familiar with Travis, which is why he knew Travis was in a meeting when she called to confirm.
With this thought, Luana's thoughts gradually became clear. Only someone who hung out with Travis would do such a thing.