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She suddenly looked up and saw Su Hui's handsome sleeping face with his eyes closed and the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.
That bastard! That plunderer!
He not only took away her sanctuary, but also used such despicable means to... take her body!
An uncontrollable surge of anger and humiliation erupted from the depths of his heart.
A resolute glint flashed in Angela's azure eyes. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists slightly.
A soft and holy golden light quietly gathered in her palm, carrying an energy fluctuation that was enough to heal wounds and punish enemies.
Just as she was about to make her move.
Su Hui suddenly opened his deep eyes and stared at her calmly.
There was no surprise in his eyes, only a faint smile, like looking at a child throwing a tantrum.
The next second, he made a lightning-fast move, accurately and forcefully grasping Angela's wrist, which was brimming with energy.
The golden light dissipated instantly.
"how?"
Su Hui's voice had the characteristic hoarseness of early morning, yet it was filled with an undeniable sense of pressure.
"Didn't I teach you a lesson last night?"
These words were like a spell, instantly shattering Angela's last line of defense, reminding her of her initiative and soft, pitiful cries beneath Su Hui last night.
"You...you bastard! You despicable and shameless man! I'll kill you!"
She was so angry that she was trembling all over, her voice trembling with sobs, and she was pounding Su Hui's chest haphazardly with her other hand.
My heart was racing uncontrollably, so fast it felt like it was going to jump out of my throat.
Su Hui just smiled and let her hit him a couple of times.
Then, he suddenly exerted force with his arm.
"what!"
Angela gasped in surprise, her whole body spinning as Su Hui flipped her over and pinned her beneath him.
He easily pinned her hands behind her back with one hand, leaving her sprawled on the soft sheets in an incredibly shameful position, unable to move.
Su Hui's tall body straddled her slender waist, completely controlling her.
"Since last night wasn't enough to teach you a lesson."
He leaned down, his warm breath brushing against Angela's reddened earlobes, and whispered in a devilish voice.
"Then today, I'll teach you a lesson and show you who your master is."
"Snapped!"
As he spoke, Su Hui reached out and slapped hard on the mature woman's pert buttocks, sending waves of flesh rippling through her body. Angela's body trembled violently, and her legs involuntarily clamped together.
Her body reacted instinctively, and her secret garden became wet because of Su Hui's actions.
Angela felt the strange sensation in her body, her face growing increasingly ashamed and angry, and she struggled fiercely.
"You're not human! Let me go! Ugh..."
Angela was interrupted by Su Hui's actions before she could finish her tirade.
He spread her legs and slowly entered from behind, his hot, massive member squeezing into her tight, wet place with a clear squelching sound.
"Ah...you, you don't...haa..."
Angela's moans were filled with shame, anger, and helplessness. She gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Su Hui's movements were merciless; each penetration was accompanied by the slapping sound of flesh against flesh. Her buttocks rippled with each impact, and her long golden hair clung loosely to her sweaty back.
"You still dare to be tough?"
Su Hui chuckled and slapped down again, the force just right, yet enough to give her a tingling, shameful feeling.
Angela's body betrayed her will; her juices flowed uncontrollably, and the wet, sticky sensation made Su Hui's movements even smoother.
"Ugh...no, don't do this...ah..."
Her voice softened, shifting from resistance to a suppressed moan. Su Hui leaned down, biting her sensitive earlobe, his tongue lightly licking it, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Tell me, what did you do wrong?"
"I...I didn't, I didn't..."
Angela bit her lip stubbornly, her blue eyes welling up with tears, her body trembling under Su Hui's fierce onslaught.
"Snapped!"
Another crisp slap landed, the elastic ripples on her buttocks causing her to let out a high-pitched whimper:
"Ah... I... I was wrong..."
"What's wrong?"
Su Hui slowed his movements, but went deeper, stimulating her most sensitive depths with precision.
Angela's body tensed abruptly, her toes curled, and a broken sob escaped her throat:
"I...I shouldn't have resisted you...uh...ha..."
Hearing her pleas for mercy, Su Hui chuckled with satisfaction and quickened his pace, each thrust making her moans even more intense.
"Haa...slower, slower...Hui...umm..."
Her rationality completely collapsed, and she unconsciously gripped the sheets, responding to his movements.
The sounds of honeyed gurgling intertwined with the slapping of flesh, filling the room with an ambiguous tension.
Angela's blue eyes were completely glazed over, her long golden hair clung to her cheeks, soaked with sweat, and her mature charm and submission were on full display at this moment.
Su Hui leaned down and kissed the back of her neck, his hands roaming over her smooth back, feeling her body tremble with every movement.
Angela's soft moans gradually turned into demands, her voice carrying a hint of sobs and satisfaction:
"Master...I...I was wrong...Ah...Please forgive me..."
He chuckled softly, not stopping his movements, but instead going even deeper, until her body convulsed in extreme pleasure, completely collapsing onto the sheets, panting, her eyes glazed, and a hint of lingering pleasure on her lips.
……
It wasn't until almost noon.
Several heavy trucks and armored personnel carriers bearing the Torrance Group logo slowly drove into the manor.
This is the convoy sent by Emma to transport Angela and all the survivors.
Under Saran's initial organization, the women of the manor had already gathered in the open space in front of the main building with their meager belongings, their faces showing confusion and unease about the future.
Just then, the main building's doors opened.
Angela forced herself to walk out, her face pale.
She changed into a smart white trousers and shirt, and her long golden hair was neatly pinned up behind her head, trying to regain her usual reliable and gentle leader demeanor.
But her slightly trembling legs, and the undisguised weariness and shame deep in her eyes, betrayed her.
Merlin, holding the Eternal Flower Staff, yawned, glanced at Angela with his blood-red pupils, and a knowing, wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
Eve and 2B stood together, Eve's amber eyes filled with curiosity as she openly looked Su Hui and Angela up and down.
Claire simply watched quietly, a complex emotion flashing deep within her blue eyes.
Saran, Angela's friend, noticed immediately that something was wrong with her.
"Angela? Are you alright? You look terrible."
Saran asked with concern.
"I am fine."
Angela gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Su Hui, who was walking over in a refreshed manner not far away.
This monster!
The physique of a legendary-level being is simply inhuman!
This field of mine, which I've worked so hard to cultivate for so long, can't withstand his tireless plowing! It's about to be plowed to pieces!
She cursed inwardly, but outwardly she could only force a straight face and pretend nothing was wrong.
“Saran, you’ve come at the right time. Help me get everyone on the bus. We’re about to head to New York.”
Her voice was slightly hoarse and trembling, but she still tried her best to remain calm.
117. Return, Arrangement, New Changes
Two days later,
The massive convoy, swirling through the blizzard, finally reached the edge of the Torrance safety zone.
The wheels crunched over the thick snow, making a dull creak, as if playing a mournful tune for this desolate, apocalyptic world.
The outside temperature had already dropped below zero, and the howling wind lashed against the sturdy shell of the armored vehicle like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.
Inside the carriage, the warm air contrasted sharply with the frigid outside.
Angela Ziegler sat quietly in the corner, wrapped in a thick blanket, but still couldn't shake off the chill that seeped from the bottom of her heart.
Her once compassionate and gentle blue eyes now seemed somewhat empty, as she stared blankly at the rapidly receding snow outside the window.
She has barely uttered a single word in the past two days.
Whenever Su Hui's gaze swept over her, her body would tremble slightly involuntarily. The scenes that happened in the room that night were etched into her mind like a brand, filling her with shame and indignation, yet leaving her powerless to resist.
The convoy slowly drove into the gate of the safe zone, and the heavy alloy gate slammed shut behind them, completely shutting out the apocalyptic blizzard.
Emma Grace, who had been waiting there, stood out conspicuously amidst a group of fully armed guards, wearing a well-tailored white cashmere coat.
Her platinum blonde hair shimmered under the indoor lights, and her icy blue eyes were calm and sharp, as if they could see through everything.
When Emma saw Su Hui get out of the lead vehicle, a barely perceptible smile appeared on her icy lips as she quickly went to greet him. "Where's Mei? Lin Yongkong, are you Lin Zaizai here...?"
"Welcome back, my master."
Her voice was clear and pleasant, carrying both respect and intimacy.
Su Hui nodded and instantly established a mental connection with Emma.
His gaze returned to Angela, who was getting off the bus afterward.
Emma followed his gaze, her sharp eyes lingering on Angela for a moment before settling on her incredibly voluptuous and alluring figure, still tightly wrapped in her combat suit.
Having received prior notice, Emma naturally knew that this was the medical ability user that Su Hui valued. Emma's icy expression melted like winter snow, revealing a smile as she proactively stepped forward.
“Ms. Angela, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Emma Grace, the head of the Torrance Security Zone.”
Emma spoke warmly, extending her hand to shake hands with the other party, "Welcome to the team. I have arranged accommodations and supplies for you and your followers, so please rest assured."
"Now you can rest easy for a bit, you must be tired from the journey."
While talking,
Emma's secretary, who had been following her, stepped forward and gestured, then began to methodically direct her staff to arrange accommodations and follow-up matters for Angela and the nearly one hundred female survivors she had brought.
Su Hui did not wait for instructions at the same place, but went straight to Emma's office in the main building.
Inside the spacious and luxurious office, outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows lies a desolate, apocalyptic scene of howling winds and snow.
The interior, however, was warm and cozy, and spotless.
Su Hui casually sat behind the huge desk that symbolized the pinnacle of power, his slender fingers rhythmically tapping the surface.
The office door opened, and Emma walked in carrying a steaming cup of coffee.
She had changed out of her smart coat and into a white business suit that accentuated her figure, hugging her voluptuous curves. Beneath the skirt were a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in pure white stockings, and she wore silver high heels. Every step she took exuded maturity, sophistication, and ultimate allure.
"Master, have a cup of coffee."
Emma placed the coffee on the table, leaned forward slightly, and the breathtaking curves of her chest were faintly visible through her neckline.
Su Hui didn't touch the coffee. Instead, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, making her straddle his lap.
Emma obediently adjusted her position, pressing her plump, pert peach-shaped buttocks tightly against Su Hui, and naturally wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Everything is arranged?"