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chapter-1222

Emilio Miguel left the bedroom stark naked and returned a few minutes later. Rose Young was already dozing off but she was startled awake when several men entered the bedroom behind Emilio Miguel. She immediately pulled the blanket over her nude body and stared wide-eyed at the group of people.

"W-what's going on, Emil?" she asked and felt a bad premonition. Her sleepiness was completely gone in an instant.

The Spaniard gave her the most angelic smile that she had ever seen in her entire life but all she could feel was the pure evilness beneath it. His next words proved that her intuition was right.

"My dear Rosa, I'm already beginning to feel bored with just the two of us. So I thought, why don't we add more people to make it more exciting? I'm not like most men who get all possessive over a woman. I'm a very generous man. If I have something good, I like to share it to others now and then."

Rose backed away from him until her back hit the bed's headboard. "But I'm very possessive. I don't like sharing. And I don't like to be shared either."

Emilio Miguel only raised an eyebrow, continuing to smile at her. "But that is not up to you to decide now, is it? What did we talk about just now? You, my dear Rosa, are just a hostage. Your fate depends on my whims. So…are you going to please me or not?"

Fear and fury flashed in her eyes but they were gone in an instant as she smoothed out her expression. In the end, she tossed the blanket aside and crawled on all fours on the bed and waited for the Spaniard's next commands.

Later, Emilio Miguel sat on a chair that a subordinate brought inside the bedroom. He watched the scene of utter debauchery in front of him as his hand slowly stroked his manhood.

Rose was in the middle of the bed surrounded by five men, all his subordinates. Her limbs were tied in bondage ropes. All of her holes were filled. Each men took turns, not allowing her to rest. Different kinds of used toys littered the bed and the floor.

At first, she was still struggling against the men, but soon, she allowed herself to sink into the dark fantasy turned into reality that Emilio Miguel created. She was now moaning and squealing in pure pleasure and pain. Loud sounds of slapping and sloshing of wet flesh filled the bedroom.

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Emilio Miguel smirked. This was what he liked about Rose Young. She had no shame in embracing her inner desires. The woman was just as depraved as he was. Not bad for someone who wasn't all that outstanding be it in her looks, temperament, background, or abilities.

Too bad that she was nothing but a toy to him and a tool for the organization.

But for now, she was still useful. The organization still valued her as an important pawn to control the Young family in Singapore. And of course, she was still useful to him in satisfying his sexual urges.

As long as she didn't go too far, Emilio Miguel was willing to indulge some of her requests. He considered himself a gentleman. If he was fucking someone, he would treat the person well. But if he was done with the person, then there was no need for any second thoughts. Just dispose the person, be done with it, and move on to the next one.

While stroking himself and enjoying the live show in front of him, he grabbed his phone and called someone.