His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 853

Chapter 853:

Macie immediately began to sob, tears streaming down her face. Through her weeping, she begged, “Please, set

“Boss, hurry up and finish this. Stop wasting ton her,” the first man urged impatiently.

“Look at you, so eager! When dealing with a beauty like this, patience is key,” the second man replied with a

lascivious grin that twisted his face. Macie’s stomach churned at the sight of it. He crouched down, his hands

moving toward her with cruel intent.

Macie’s eyes widened in fury, and she shouted once more, “No! Please don’t! Help! Somebody—"

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But her sentence was cut short by another brutal slap, one so harsh it left her reeling. Her face swelled from the

blows, and blood began to trickle from the corner of her mouth.

Macie was too terrified to speak now. Her body trembled violently as tears continued to flow unchecked down her

cheeks.

Soon, the man had stripped her bare and stood up to adjust a camera positioned in front of them. The lens was

aimed directly at Macie, making it clear they intended to record everything.

Once the camera was set for their twisted display, the man began to remove his own clothes.

“Please, letgo; don’t do this to me!” Macie cried out in desperation. She shook her head and struggled

violently. She couldn’t understand why this was happening to her. Who had orchestrated this? Who wanted to

hurt her in such a cruel way? It made no sense.

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But no matter how much she pleaded or fought, her efforts were useless against the two men. They soon began

their merciless actions, and their movements were brutally violent.

“You beasts! | will kill you! You won't get away with this!” Macie shouted defiantly, her teeth clenched. Her voice

had grown hoarse from crying, and despair dripped from every word.

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“Yell! Yell louder!” The man was elated by her suffering; the more Macie screamed, the more excited he became.

Macie had no idea how long it went on, but eventually, the torture ceased. She lay motionless on the floor, like a

discarded doll.

Just when she thought the torment was finally over, one of the men retrieved a knife from his belt.

When Macie saw the gleaming blade, panic surged back into her, erasing the numbness on her face.

“W-what more do you want to do to me?”

The man crouched down again, looking intently at her. To her horror, he said coldly, “Miss Minna Williamson

sends her regards.”