For what felt like forever, Nicole felt like a puppet on strings.

Her gaze was vacant, and blood smeared in her lip from biting. By now, she looked like her strength had left her.

On the other hand, Howe seemed to have calmed down. He took a Little white pill from the cabinet and swallowed it with a sip of water.

He had an erectile dysfunction, so he had to take a pill before having sex.

Nicole's figure was undeniably exquisite. Despite her slender frame, she had perky breasts and a full ass.

Howe's breathing quickened as he imagined what he planned to do.

Thinking it was about time, he began unfastening his belt.

Nicole felt as if she had descended into a pitch-black abyss. She felt sick to the stomach and felt the urge to throw up. Sadly, she was weak and helpless and didn't even have the strength to struggle.

She could only watch as Howe approached her.

"Damn it!" Howe suddenly cursed, frustrated with his own lack of control. He hadn't even started, but he had already ejaculated. In his mind, Nicole's incredible body and long-held fantasies about her were to blame.

"Argh! Fuck!" Howe grumbled to himself. He went to take medication again. This time, he increased the dosage by popping seven pills into his mouth.

Then, he pressed a button on the remote control, and the room's projector played the footage of the torments he had inflicted on Nicole earlier.

Howe, twisted as he was, loved watching people in agony.

Of course, he was aware he'd be better off doing something. But since Nicole wasn't physically strong, he feared he'd kill her if he went any further. He wanted to have fun with her while she was alive.

It wouldn't feel the same if she died. Therefore, he prolonged his fantasies by replaying the video of her suffering again and again.

Nicole's eyes widened upon realizing that the video being played was of her getting beaten. Her lips quivered, and tears streamed down her face like a relentless storm.

“You bastard!" Each word felt like a sharp blade, slicing through her heart. If her hatred was an inferno, Howe would've turned to ashes already.

Meanwhile, Jarrod was with Jamie for their pre-wedding check-up.

Their wedding was just a week away.

The venue was arranged, the hotel bookings were done, and the invitations had been sent out. Every detail had been meticulously organized.