Chapter 1348

Chapter 1348:

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The guard, hearing the noises, smiled suggestively before walking away. He clearly concluded that the occupants were still busy, given the commotion coming from inside.

The guard then muttered under his breath, his pulse racing. I have thought about the possibility of joining in later.

Although the guard was not allowed to associate with the women in that room, Nicole, who had been summoned separately, was an exception in his book.

His interest was piqued, and he thought about having his own version of the fun.

While the guard stood outside, lost in his thoughts, Nicole, tired from her act with the bed, gathered the energy to open the door.

The guard, who had been waiting outside and smoking with increasing impatience, saw Nicole. Her clothes were damp and clung to her figure, causing her eyes to widen in surprise.

The temptation was palpable. Her cheeks were glowing with joy and she seemed completely satisfied.

Nicole approached the guard and intended to stumble, falling comfortably into his arms.

Although they didn't speak the same language, some feelings transcended words.

The guard dropped the cigarette, crushing it under his feet, then picked Nicole up and carried her to the back of the cabin.

Men like the guard were tough to deal with. Inside the living room, a higher-ranking officer slept, and making the officer leave his quarters was out of the question.

Instead, the guard took Nicole to a secluded spot at the back of the cabin and began his assault.

When the guard attempted to pull down her pants, Nicole responded quickly, hugging him tightly and inhaling deeply before making her move.

The guard's cry of surprise revealed his amazement at Nicole's boldness and bravery. She was bold and scheming, a force to be reckoned with. It was no mystery why another had sought her company in the dead of night.

Convinced that Nicole was willing, the guard allowed her to take over.

Nicole stood up gracefully and sent him a kiss that left him reeling with desire.

Then, with chilling composure, Nicole stabbed him in the neck with a fruit fork.

Unlike the previous man, the guard was stronger and managed to throw Nicole to the ground with a grunt.

A sharp pain radiated through Nicole's chest, hinting at broken ribs. “Puff!” Exhaling sharply, blood poured from her lips, splashing the vibrant green grass with vivid shades of red.

The guard clutched his throat, his attempts to call for help reduced to despair. With the fruit fork embedded in his vocal cords, only muffled gurgles escaped.

Blood was flowing from the wound in his throat. He could no longer stand upright and slowly fell to his knees.

The fork was still stuck in his neck and he was breathing heavily. Despite his condition, he glared at Nicole with fury and malice, approaching her.

The men of this trade were relentless. Even on the brink of death, their attempt on ending Nicole's life persisted. He struggled to make an audible sound, hoping to attract the attention of two other guards nearby.

Luckily, the secluded spot behind the cabin, protected by thick grass, made their struggle go unnoticed.

Nicole knew where the other guards were. Two more were stationed about 500 meters away, oblivious to the chaos unfolding here.

Night had descended to this deep, dark hour when even those who had rested well during the day found their senses dulled, their acuity for sounds and sights significantly blunted.

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