A Wild and Hot Cutie novel Chapter 148

Davis tears Alisa's skirt to pieces, and her legs, which are rigidly separated, pierced without prelude.

Alisa cries out in pain, tears blinding her eyes. "Let go of me, you bastard!"

She waves her hands desperately to beat Davis.

Davis lowers his head, kisses her soft breast, and bits her hard. Soon his mouth is full of the smell of blood.

Alisa convulses with pain and shivers all over.

The pain in the sensitive area stimulates her nerves, and Alisa's strong reaction stimulates Davis's reaction.

He pounds hard, ripping Alisa's softness like a knife.

Blood flows down the legs and dyes the cold tiles under the body red.

Davis snaps Alisa's head and forces her to look around.

"See, this is what your bastard man did for you. I'm going to let someone destroy this place..."

A sense of humiliation hit Alisa. The pain in her heart is more painful than the pain in her body.

"Davis, you are a bastard. Do you know that you are full of evil thoughts, and you are worse than bastard Mark."

"Pat!" Davis sweeps his hands heavily. Alisa feels the burning pain. Tears mix with sweat run down her face.

"Alisa, you're not qualified to talk to me!"

Davis takes Alisa to the workbench and makes sex with her, "Look, look, this is what you think..."

Davis leans down and bits her soft white shoulder. His sharp teeth are raw and bits into the flesh and blood.

Alisa cries out loud and hoarse.

Her body is like a rag doll, tears and pierces by him.

Alisa's fists are tight and her nails are deep in her flesh.

Davis suddenly steps out of Alisa's body, pulls the chain and looks at her in disgust.

"Alisa, you have to pay the price for what you do. Remember, this is just the beginning. Those who dare to betray me have no good end. I will play until you die! No adulterer or whore can have a good end."

Davis's dark eyes are so deep that he curses her like a demon.

Alisa is paralyzed from crying.

"Bang" The door closes heavily, and Alisa, with her body in her arms, huddles in the corner, weeps silently.

What's going on? What happened? Did anyone tell her what to do?

The dark night comes around here slowly.

Alisa lies on the cold tiles, shivering all over.

Maybe she cries for too long. She has a splitting headache and her legs are too painful. Davis, this devil!!

You inhuman devil!!

She don't know how long it took, just when Alisa is too cold to bear, the door opened gently, and a shadow comes in.

"Alisa, Alisa…"

A flashlight flashes, and Ann comes quickly. "Oh, Alisa, how can you be like this? How can he hit you like that? "

Ann takes Alisa's pajamas and puts them on her body. "The floor is so cold. Don't lie on the ground. Come here and sit on the sofa."

Ann drags Alisa to lie on the soft sofa, and takes out some anti-inflammatory ointment to wipe it for her.

"Ah, what are you doing? Well, you must be hurt like this."

Alisa's eyes are swollen with tears like the light. She is numb and has no strength. She is at Ann's mercy.

"One is like this, the other is also like this, what can we do?"Ann sighs.

"Alisa, I just came here secretly. I can't stay too long. I'll leave first. The young master has sent someone to guard outside. I'll see if I can come to see you again tomorrow." She takes out another blanket to cover Alisa.

Alisa doesn't respond. Her eyes glaze over the ceiling.

Ann leaves with a sigh.

Soon silence returns.

The next morning, Alisa opens her eyes in a daze, and a lot of bright sunlight comes in through the window, shining on the empty hall. It seems empty and monotonous.

Originally, it is a busy and thriving scene.

Davis turns this place into ruins.

Alisa struggles to sit up, her head aches and her eyes are blurred, as if it is just a nightmare.

A sound comes from the chain, the footsteps, the door opens. Jordan's figure appears in the door.

He puts a box of rice on the table, then takes a look at Alisa, and walks out without expression.

Is Davis going to keep her here for life?

Sam! Sorry, this is the dream you made for me, all destroyed by Davis.

Alisa thinks of it with tears streaming down.

Tears flow through the cheek, stimulating the swollen wound on the face, burning and stinging.