Chapter 151

 When he saw two people walking towards the opposite direction, holding hands.

He squinted his eyes, but he already drove past, Jeane felt awkward. Jeame felt the deadly aura emanating from the car, he sensed the driver not to be just an ordinary human, he turned around subconsciously.

Sylvester peeped out of the car and saw him, the both of them locked in eye contact, before he finally drove off.

“I feel cold” Jeane mumbled, Jeame pulled his coat and wrapped it around her body, she held on to it tightly, she glanced over her shoulder and smiled.

“Thank you” she appreciated, he placed his arm on her shoulder, and they walked away.

Stan felt his head throb, his blurry vision began to get clearer, he took a long breath, and tried to turn, the ache in his neck made him groan painfully.

“You love taking advantage of weak ladies, right?” he heard a cold voice, he shuddered, and became alarmed immediately, he jerked his head subconsciously towards where he had heard the voice from.

He squinted his eyes at the young man standing with his hands in his pockets, and behind him, he saw shadows of people standing.

He tried to move his hand, but, it was restricted, he looked towards his hand, and saw that, his wrist fastened to an iron bar, his eyes widened in shock, and he became apprehensive.

Stan tried to move his legs, but it is chained “I have a surprise for you” Berger said coldly, and waved his arms, ten disheveled, and tattered people stepped forward.

“Each of you will be given a 50 thousand dollars, just make sure, you make him enjoy having sex with a man” he said coldly.

Stan's ears stood still the very moment he heard that, he panicked and tried to free himself, his eyes widened when he looked down and saw his exposed dick, he realized, he had been unclad before been chained.

He felt a rough and wet palm on his back, and one on his ass.

“Get the fuck away from me” he yelled in exasperation, but he was ignored, he shook his ass, when he felt his ass cheeks parted, he tried to shrug the person behind him away.

The smell coming from behind he nauseated him, strong arms grabbed his waist, and he felt a hard flesh, poking his ass.

“Let me go!” he shrieked, Berger smirked, and turned around, leaving the place, smiling as he enjoyed Stan screaming his lungs out.

Jo watched Mr. Bruce looked at him helplessly, he stepped backward.

“Deal with him”

The two men holding batons latched at him, and they started beating him roughly, he screamed.

Jo came out of the room and saw his Butler standing outside the room waiting for him, he didn't say any word to him as he started walking, “should we kill him, sir?” he heard him asked.

“No”

He answered and walked away, he creaked the door open, and sneaked in,