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Armand immediately opened the door and sat inside. âWhat the hell happened, why did Declan kidnap Theresa, how is she now, did he hurt her?â he kept asking in spurts as soon as he walked in.
Boyce shot him a look. âYouâd better calm down first.â
Armand straightened his neck. âNo, I canât.â
Theresaâs situation remained an unknown. How was she going to be able to calm down?
âCalm down, Armand. Now weâve got a lead and weâre headed for the pass. If you keep this up, youâd better get out.â
As he spoke, Boyce parked the car on the shoulder.
Armand glanced again at Matthew and then at Boyce. He calmed down. âIâll keep quiet,â he said.
âYou will not be silent. You are to remain calm,â Boyce corrected him.
Armandâs face tightened, âOkay, Iâll keep quiet.â
He was afraid of being thrown out of the car. He wanted to rescue Theresa.
Boyce gave him a look and let out a sigh. Then he pulled the car away.
They had to take the mountain road to the Nanshan Temple. Although the asphalt road was wide, it was extremely bumpy and winding, so they couldnât speed at all.
Right after John drove them to the box. He drank some liquor with some subordinates. Then he left the nightclub and headed for the Nanshan Temple.
Theresa was actually held at the Nanshan Temple. Declan was very careful, fearing that Matthew would find the clue about her, so he hid her not downtown but in a temple.
John had several drinks and got hot. He went to the Nanshan Temple alone without telling Declan.
Declan forbade the others to come, as he feared Matthew would watch them and find Theresa. However, John was too complacent to obey his order. He didnât think Declan would do anything to him, even if he raped Theresa, so he was too bold to take Declanâs order seriously.
Parking his car outside the temple, John got out and walked into the driveway. In the center of the courtyard, there was a rectangular pond with clear water, through which the bottom of the pond could be seen. At the bottom, there were cobblestones. White and red koi carp were being raised in the pond. At the four corners there were water outlets. Water was flowing out of them. In the center of the pond was a stone carving of Guanyin sending children. The vivid carving of the stone statue showed the skills of the master carver.
John went around the pond, up the steps, around the Kampar Palace, and around from the right corridor to the back. The Nanshan Temple was located on top of the highest mountain south of City B, so it was called Nanshan Temple.
There were monks, but very different from the monks of old. They did not need to shave, and some of them had wives and children. They were quite educated.
Not every ordinary man could become a monk.
John went to the storage room inside the back of the temple. It was on the right side of the temple, next to the wall. It wasnât obvious, and rarely did people come here normally.
Declan dared to keep Theresa here, which meant he had arranged everything well. No one would dare reveal the news to the public. He also had two men watching here and sending meals to Theresa.
With a creak, John pushed the storeroom door open. There was a wooden table, on which were bottles of beer, peanuts, and boxes of take-out food. There were cigarette butts everywhere. The whole room stank.
Seeing John enter, the two men stood up and greeted him with a smile, âGood morning, Mr. Kinney.â
John had become Declanâs favorite subordinate, so the others respectfully called him Mr. Kinney. Raising his eyebrows, John was quite delighted with the respectful title. He wanted to scold them at the sight of the mess in the warehouse, but now his mood was much improved. Waving his hand, he ordered, âGet out. Iâm going to see that woman.â
The two men exchanged a glance at each other and said, âMr. Bailey said no one can visit her.â
John raised his eyebrows and said in disgust, âIt is Mr. Bailey who has asked me to come and check on her. Do you want to call him to confirm that?â
The two men didnât dare at all. Immediately, they said with flattering smiles, âOf course. Weâll leave now.â
John reminded them, âCall me if anyone comes.â
The two men again exchanged glances with each other and then gave John a look. They seemed to understand what John was going to do here, but they didnât dare let out a whistle. They left the room quietly and closed the door.
John glanced at the closed door, wiping his lips with his thumb. Then he walked to the inner room and pushed the wooden door open.
Hearing the creak, Theresa woke up. She was tied up with the rope. After being abducted here, she didnât dare close her eyes at all. If she failed to sober up, she would take a nap. She was a light sleeper, so she could wake up when she heard a light sound. She glanced at the door in a state of alertness.
When she found the short, thin man who had kidnapped her, her heart leapt into her throat.
John approached, looking her up and down with malicious intent.
When Theresa was abducted, she had just finished a shower and had put on her nightgown. When she heard the doorbell ring, she went to open the door, then John and several men came running into her house.
They searched everywhere without speaking a word. After failing to find their target, they kidnapped her.
Theresa was wearing a two-piece nightgown with a purple silk dress inside and a nightgown of the same quality and color. She also wore a belt around her waist. When she was abducted that day, the belt was already loosened, and her nightgown was far from decent. It exposed large areas of her fair skin.
John squatted in front of her, slowly peering down at her from her foot. Her legs were thin. The nightgown barely covered the root of her thigh. She had a slender waist. Looking at her, John felt very aroused.
Swallowing hard, he cursed, âShit! I fucking love your body so much.â
Theresa opened her eyes, filled with panic. She understood what he was going to do. She was tied up and couldnât move a bit. She couldnât fight at all.
It would be impossible for her to escape. The only hope of escape was to gain her trust and let him untie her.
John reached out to rub the skin of her round, tender shoulder. Feeling the soft skin, he became very horny. Like a hungry wolf, he pounced on her and kissed her wildly.
Repressing panic and disgust, Theresa didnât resist at all. Instead, she pretended to enjoy herself and let out some delighted moans and ragged breathing.
John was so turned on he wanted to have her right now. He took off all the clothes on him that were bothering him. Since it was summer, he was soon naked.
Taking a look at his dirty body, Theresa felt so disgusted that she almost threw up.
âHmm⦠Hmmâ¦â
Since her mouth was stuffed, she couldnât speak. However, she tried to tell him with her eyes that she was cooperating and wanted to talk to him.
John paused slightly and asked, âAre youâ¦are you willing to do this with me?â Theresa nodded.
John licked his lips, reached out and ripped the duct tape off her mouth. âDo you think Iâm a lovely man?â
Theresa repressed her urge to vomit. Putting on a charming smile and reaching out her legs to hook him, she whispered, âOf course. Youâre the most charming man Iâve ever seen.â
John gazed at her beautiful, slender legs. He slipped his hand into her dress. Theresa clenched her fists tightly to restrain herself. Even though she felt so long-suffering, she still looked as if she enjoyed his touch. âUntie me. Letâs go have some fun.â
âI like this better.â John pounced on her and pressed into her, ready for the next stage.
Theresa squirmed slightly under him and rubbed against him. âIâm tied really tight. Iâm in a lot of pain. Untie me. Iâll cooperate with you in as many positions as you want, how about that?â
John was extremely aroused now. He was dying under her torture. All he wanted was to have sex with her now. Without a second thought, he untied her arms and legs.
He threw off the ropes, pounced on her again, spread her legs and prepared to move forward.
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