The Tragedy of Fate

12

I did not agree to it, so I cried and said I wanted to go home.

Colton wanted to teach me a lesson.

He took me to the casino and said, "Vanessa, beg me. Go on and beg me."

I knew what Colton meant.

As long as I begged him, he would take me back and take good care of me.

However, I refused to. I gritted my teeth and didn't beg him.

Colton was anxious. His expression darkened horrifyingly, and his voice was so sinister that it was bone-chilling. "Vanessa, you either beg me or go to Room 301."

"Aren't you reluctant to serve me? You can go on and serve the fat pig." Colton's gaze was threatening.

Colton sneered when I said I wouldn't go. "If you don't go, I'll cut off your father's hand!"

He came up to me and squatted down to look at me. Then, he murmured, "Unless you hug me and beg me to stay."