Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 13
Lorie's chest felt tight, but she held it back with all her might and lunged towards the man closest to her.
Blup.
“Argh!”
A muffled shot sounded almost simultaneously with a growling of pain coming out of Lorie's mouth. The woman's body jerked backwards. Despite dodging, the bullet managed to scratch his arm. He sat down on the asphalt and groaned softly, his body curled up next to his bag which had fallen while being dragged into the alley. Meanwhile, the man who felt he had managed to knock him out chuckled in satisfaction and walked over.
“Bit*h, should you—“
Clik.
Blup.
Blup.
The two men were knocked down almost simultaneously when two bullets slammed into their craniums with precision.
Lorie's hand that was soaring in the air seemed to tremble. Fortunately, he decided to tuck a bereta in a bag before leaving the hotel.
The woman wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, then put her gun back into the secret booth on the inside side of her bag. He pressed against the wall to help his body stand firm, then walked slightly staggered out of the alley. He had to hurry before his fellow criminals caught up and subdued himself again.
After successfully crossing and entering the hotel lobby, Lorie was only able to breathe with relief. He ignored the astonished gazes of the people who passed by him, continued walking and got into the elevator. He was sure his current appearance must have been very messy. His gaze grew increasingly blurred, his breathing increasingly irregular. The wound on his left arm was painful and hot. Rafael that fucker is really very brave. Just look how he retaliates against the man later.
“Nona, are you okay?”
That slightly familiar voice came from behind Lorie's body, but she had no energy to mince words.
“Ya.”
That was all he said before stepping out as the elevator clinked. The glowing number 12 began to appear shaded. Lorie cursed inwardly and walked along the hallway of the hotel while resting her body on the wall. His head seemed to have doubled in size, making him many times almost fall forward.
118 ....
119 ....
120 ....
The woman heaved a sigh of relief when finally her shaded room number was already visible, seemingly only about a meter away in front of her. He reached out to open the door.
Damnit.
His hands are three. The door handle he wanted to reach was unachievable. The number 120 he saw was stacked like ....
Was there something in the drink?
Chequek.
Lorie let out a sigh of relief when finally the door in front of her opened. He stepped in staggered, almost falling even .. but a sturdy arm held his body steady and pulled him into a warm embrace.
“Alice. You back?”
The voice ....
Lorie's breathing roared one-on-one. He tried to open his mouth to deny, but what came out was just sigh*an powerless because the man who hugged him had opened his mouth. The man's tongue barged in and roamed carelessly.
For a moment Lorie felt her body drift, then lay on the bed, a second later.
“Ray ... this .. ak-ahhh ...”
Warm palms and touching his body arbitrarily made Lorie tremble. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried to thrash, his entire body could not move at all.
He can still see faintly, can talk, can feel. What kind of terrible medicine was injected into him just now?
“Ray-mond, this is a-I ... Lorie's. Ja-ngan.”
“I'll marry you, Alice. Whatever happens, I will marry you ...”
“A-i ... oh! Me ... not—”
“I love you, Alice.”
“Ber-stop, dammit! I bu-kan .. akh!”
Lorie screeched as an extremely stinging pain down there. His shot arm was indeed sore, but the pain at the base of his thigh was as if he was tearing his body to pieces. It hurt so much that he wanted to kick Raymond out of his body. However, there was nothing he could do but bite his lips tightly until the fishy aroma and salty taste were splashed by his tongue.
His body trembled .. trembled and convulsed from the pain, but Raymond persuaded him with great hair while continuing to mutter Alice's name.
During that painful process, Lorie simply lay like a lifeless statue. He turned his head to the side, making two clear feathers chase down his pale cheeks.
For a moment, he felt like he really wanted to come to Rafael and chop his flesh until smooth, then feed that rotten piece of meat to a stray dog.
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