Chapter 157 The Blade Beneath the Cross
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Just as Randall was about to lift Lily’s leg and ravage her without restraint, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder.
Then his neck.
He looked down in utter disbelief and saw that Lily–somehow–was holding a small, razor–sharp blade.
The tip was pressed tightly against his throat.
Yes. Lily had a knife.
After everything she’d been through lately, she had stopped trusting her safety to luck. Knowing Elsa wasn’t going to give up easily, she’d purchased a self–defense necklace she’d seen online–just in case.
Its pendant was shaped like a cross.
But when unsheathed, it revealed a sleek, compact blade.
Against multiple men, this knife couldn’t save her.
But if she acted at the right moment–like now–and held it to one person’s throat, she might just buy herself a way out.
“You b*tch!”
Randall had never recovered from the humiliation she’d dealt him last time. When Elsa’s biological father Jimmy tipped him off that Lily was being sent to The Charmer, he’d brought along his most twisted companions to finally break her. He wanted to crush her until she obeyed him completely.
And now–again–she’d turned the tables.
His fury rose like a storm. Grinding his teeth, he growled, “If you don’t want to die, put the knife down!”
Lily’s strength was starting to return. With the blade in her hand, she felt bold and steady.
If she was lucky, the others would hesitate to act for fear of harming Randall, and they might just let her
- go.
If they didn’t care about Randall’s life and still tried to trap her, then she’d bring one of them down with her–go out on her own terms before becoming their toy.
Her heart was resolute. There was no chance she’d be shaken by Randall’s impotent rage.
She pressed the blade harder, carving a visible gash across his neck.
“Try me. Let’s see who dies first–me or you.”
“You filthy-!”
Randall trembled with rage.
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But he knew she wasn’t bluffing.
Cornered and desperate, with nothing to lose–she would take him with her.
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His fury made him want to snap her neck on the spot, but every time he so much as twitched, she pressed the blade harder. He wasn’t stupid enough to gamble with his life.
“Ms. Lily–please! Calm down!”
The three men behind him, though they had no respect for women, didn’t want to watch their companion bleed out right in front of them.
Afraid she might really slit his throat, they began pleading.
“Just put the knife down, let’s talk this through.”
Lily knew they were full of it.
They had planned to torture her with the tools hanging on the wall. This blade was the only thing keeping them at bay. If she gave it up, she’d be nothing more than a plaything–there’d be no escape.
She pressed the blade deeper. “Let me out of here. Or I’ll make sure Randall takes the first step into hell with me!”
The three men exchanged quick glances.
A chilling gleam flashed in their eyes–they understood each other instantly.
They would play along, pretend to let her go.
At The Charmer, women tried to escape all the time. The place had no shortage of guards and dogs willing to do the dirty work.
Once she reached the main hall, someone would shoot the knife right out of her hand.
Randall would be safe.
And Lily–no matter how hard she schemed–would still end up beneath them.
“Alright,” said the tallest of the three, feigning reason, “Just don’t hurt Director Gao. We’ll let you go.”
“We’ll take you out now,” he added, gesturing toward the door.
Lily didn’t move.
They were being far too agreeable Too quick to give in.
That alone set off alarms in her mind.
She caught the cold glint in their eyes–and instantly knew they had no intention of letting her leave.
If she followed them out now, she’d walk straight into a trap–worse than this room.
Ironically, this horrifying bedroom might be her safest option.
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Her only chance now.. was to stall. To buy time until James could find her.
But could James even locate her?
Yes. Randall’s phone–she could use it to call the police, or James.
“Randall, give me your phone!”
She slashed a fresh line across his neck, her voice sharp with authority. “Unlock it. Now!”
“Phones aren’t allowed inside The Charmer,” Randall snapped, his voice trembling with fear.
He didn’t want to die–but he really didn’t have his phone..
The Charmer had strict rules to protect their clients. To ensure no one leaked footage or evidence, guests had to lock their phones away in a secure locker upon arrival.
Hearing that, Lily’s heart sank like a stone into an endless abyss.
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