NovelEnglishChapter 227
Irene was shaking with rage.
She put down Tommy and suddenly dashed toward Ian.
She moved so quickly that before anyone noticed or could move to stop her, she had reached him and
slapped him across the face!
The ensuing smack seemed to echo in the container, and everyone froze!
Irene had struck Ian so hard her palm turned numb—she had struck him as hard as she could!
“Irene Spencer!” Robin yelled, running up and shoving Irene when she saw her beloved being struck.
“How dare you touch him?!”
“Why wouldn’t I?!” Irene’s eyes were red. “I will kill him if anything happens to Tommy!”
“And I’ll kill you if you do!” Robin yelled back, her eyes bulging furiously.
After learning that Ian had broken up with her just to protect her, she fell deeper in love and was now
willing to kill for him!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat was when Isaac walked up, pushing Robin aside, and strode toward Irene with the look of a
frenzied beast.
Irene took a step back warily. “Take it up with Isaac Jefferson if you have a beef with him! Do you think
you’re a man, abducting an infant?”
Ian simply narrowed his eyes.
The red palm print on his face was ever distinct as he smiled. “No one’s ever slapped me. Did you think
I’d ? forgive you?”
Irene reared her chin at him, not yielding despite her clear disadvantage. “Did you, after you hurt my
child?”
Ian cracked his knuckles just then, his veins bulging over the back of his hand, and laughed despite his
rage. “Fine, I don’t lay a finger on women anyway – but I can make you wish you were dead, while
humiliating Isaac at the same time.”
Irene felt the ominous intent, and had to suppress her terror right then. “What are you doing?”
“Paying you back for the slap,” Ian said darkly, and turned toward his crew. “You can have her, boys–
that’s a pretty face if I ever saw one. Show her some proper love now, because you’re having the honor
of bagging a woman who slept with Isaac Jefferson!”
With that, he put a hand around Robin’s waist and said, Let’s go.”
Just as he stepped outside, he stopped and told the crew, Don’t disappoint me, and remember to
record it. I have to show everyone that Isaac’s woman is available to the public–and he’s nothing but a
cuck!”
“We’re related, Ian Jefferson!” Irene snapped.
She was attempting to make Ian eat his words, even though she knew there was not much of a chance
– she was just desperate.
To no one’s surprise, Ian simply snorted. “So what if we are? Isaac and I stand apart. Did you think you
carry weight around here?”
Ian’s crew leered and ogled her then, as if ready to lunge and devour her at any moment, leaving her
retreating in fear.
“Wait, what about Henry?” Irene asked, suddenly remembering about the eldest Jefferson.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Who, my grandfather?” Ian laughed in disdain. “Doesn’t matter who you cry to for help -I’m the alpha
and the omega on this ship, and that old man’s already left!
You’re not getting away, and help isn’t coming.
Blame Isaac if you want, for getting you pregnant.
Who would I mess with if not his woman?
Despair seized Irene. It seemed that the Jeffersons were really after each other’s blood.
Anyway, enough talking. Get her already. Ian cooley snapped at his crew with Ian’s blessing.
The men, who had been at sea for too long, felt their juices stirring.
They swarmed at Irene at the next instant, tearing at her clothes. Stop. Irene cried, even as she struggl
ed.
Rip. They tore through her blouse soon enough, revealing her fair, brittle skin, a sight which left their ey
es turning red and their bestial side awakening. Hold her down.
Their leader growled. I’m going first. With that, Irene was pinned down on the wooden crates, her limbs
restrained.
Her straps were loose, whereas her bare neck and shoulders, along with her struggle, only further arou
sed the crew. What the hell?
This is too much.
The leader moved on top of her as he spoke.
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