I opened my eyes hazily and saw Thomas's face was a bruised, bloody mess.

"Stop involving innocent people!"

"Whatever you want, take it out on me!"

Jackson Reid sneered again.

He walked slowly towards me.

He put his foot on my face and pressed down hard.

"Forget about your paramour."

"I'm not letting you or the old woman off the hook!"

"You're all garbage."

"Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson."

"You shouldn't have squatted in my villa!"

Then Scarlett Hayes and Jackson Reid both climbed onto us.

They started slapping us over and over.

I felt like my teeth were coming loose.

Eleanor had just opened her eyes when Scarlett started hitting her.

She was older and no match for Scarlett.

Soon, her face was covered in blood, making her expression impossible to see.

I watched her head fall limply to the side.

Shocked, I screamed.

Due to the emotional distress, I started gasping for air.

My asthma was flaring up.

"Please... please, get my medicine!"

I couldn't feel the pain anymore.

It felt like someone was squeezing my throat, making it impossible to breathe.

But Jackson Reid violently shoved my hand away.

He took a bottle of special medication from my pocket.

He threw it far away.

"Want medicine?"

"Stop pretending to be helpless, I never knew you had asthma!"

Scarlett Hayes stood beside him, laughing hysterically.

She leaned against Jackson Reid, one hand on his arm.

"Jackson, she's cuckolded you."

"Why should we care if she lives or dies?"

"If she dies, it's just God taking her because she's such a tramp!"

Working together, they lifted me up.

They started tearing off my clothes.

"You love being a tramp, don't you?"

"Today, you'll get your fill!"

My clothes were torn halfway down my chest.

Plenty of people were standing around, recording on their phones.

But I could barely breathe.

All I could do was beg Jackson Reid, over and over.

"Give me... give me my medicine, or I'll die!"

"Please... I'm begging you... just give me the medicine, and I'll forget everything that happened before!"

Jackson Reid laughed like I'd said something hilarious.

He threw me to the ground like a piece of trash.

"I'm here to settle scores, and you dare talk about letting things go?"

"That's a joke!"

"Today, you're getting out of my villa."

"And you're paying me five million!"

"Otherwise, you're going to regret it!"

As he spoke, his eyes dropped to my exposed cleavage.

He swallowed hard.

"If I'd known you had such curves, I should have slept with you before I left!"

"But it's not too late now."

"If you let me have my fun, I'll give you your medicine!"

Jackson Reid dangled the asthma inhaler in his hand.

He picked me up and started carrying me towards the villa.

"No, don't touch me!"

"Please, let me go!"

I clutched my torn clothes to my chest.

I kept begging him to let me go.

Jackson Reid's eyes were full of predatory hunger as he looked me over.

"Begging now?"

"Too late!"

"If you make me happy, I won't charge you for three years of rent!"

Saying that, he forced his weight down on me.

Feeling his unfamiliar scent press down on me, I closed my eyes in despair.

Suddenly, a sharp car horn blared.

Following the sound, a limited edition Maybach pulled into the driveway.

A man with a noble bearing quickly got out of the car.

He yelled, "Stop!"

"What are you doing here?"

Jackson Reid's sneering look vanished as soon as he saw the man's face.

His expression instantly turned fawning.

He took a few steps forward and said, "Mr. Sterling, what are you doing here?"