Chapter 93

The urge inside Isabella was like a tidal wave,crashing against her sanity over and over.

"Dad," Isabella yelled at Aiden, who was about to head out the door."Please,save me. I'll give you any amount of money you want."

Aiden's eyes lit up. "How much can you give me? Another million?"

"Whatever you want," Isabella said, her voice shaking as she pinched her palm hard.

"Deal!" Aiden was aboutto step forward when Sophia yanked him back.

"Mom, I have to marry Mr. Martin. All my friends know about it. If I don't, I'll be embarrassed." Bianca said, panicking as she saw Aiden being swayed by Isabella's offer.

"How much can she make as a mistress?" Sophia scoffed. "You might as well hand her over to Mr. Martin."

Sophia turned to Ryan. "Mr. Martin, we had a deal. If we help you get Isabella,you will marry Bianca and bring her into the Martin Family."

Ryan gave Sophia a disdainful look. "What? You think I'm backing out?I'm giving you this chance because of your connection with the Martin Family. It's up to you to make the most of it."

Sophia grinned obsequiously. "Don't worry, Mr. Martin. I'm with you."

Aiden still hesitated. "But Michael isn't someone to mess with. If we do this,won't he..."

Sophia cut him off. "Aiden, you want the perks but don't want to ruffle any feathers? That's greedy. Michael doesn't even have a job. What can he offer besides eight hundred thousand? But Mr. Martin is different. He's the

heir to the Martin Group."

"But..." Aiden started.

Sophia interrupted again. "Isabella is just Michael's mistress. Even if Mr.Martin likes her and sleeps with her, what can Michael do? Do you wanna offend the Martin Family heir for a mistress? At most, we can pay him off to keep quiet."

With that, she shoved Aiden out the door and turned back to drag Bianca,who was clinging to the sofa.

"Bianca, are you stupid? Staying here is just hurting yourself. Mr. Martin will marry you in the end. Don't worry about what happens between him and Isabella," Sophia urged.

"Mom, I'm not leaving. I'll stay here. You don't need to worry about me,"Bianca said, glaring at Isabella with hatred. "Ill make sure she suffers twice as much for the pain she's caused me."

"Stop arguing!" Ryan snapped, annoyed by their dithering. "I don't care if you leave or not."

Seeing Ryan's impatience, Bianca pushed Sophia out the door."Mom,go with Dad. I'm staying."

Bianca locked the door from the inside and stood there,looking at Ryan with determination.

Ryan motioned her over, and Bianca was stunned. She just stood there,frozen.

"Are you dumb?" Ryan grabbed Bianca and threw her on the sofa. "Since you came to me, I have no reason not to take you. You look so eager to have sex with me. How cheap!"

Then he turned to Isabella.

Isabella, nervous, grabbed the wine bottle from the table. The sudden tension brought back some of her reason, slightly easing the overwhelming desire within her.

"Isabella, you don't need to put on this act. With my status, women are always throwing themselves at me, begging to get into my bed. Forcing women isn't my style; it's no fun," Ryan said, lounging in a chair next to Isabella,crossing his legs, and giving her a lewd look. "I want to see you crawl on the ground, lick my feet, and beg me. I want to see how a lady like you turns into a slut, begging me to have sex with you."

Isabella couldn't help but snap,"Pervert!"

Ryan walked over, one hand gripping her chin while the other pressed down on the bottle she was about to smash. "I am a pervert. But soon, you'll like it."

Ryan laughed wildly and called Bianca over. "Come on,teach Isabella how to serve me."

Bianca had stayed to see Isabella's downfall, to see the always proud Isabella humiliated by Ryan,to satisfy her own hatred.

At first, she was bothered by Ryan wanting Isabella, but then she realized Ryan would never be faithful to her. All she wanted was the status of being Ryan's wife, so it didn't matter. But she didn't expect Ryan, who always looked down on her, to call her over. However, thinking of his methods, Bianca was extremely reluctant.

"Do I have to beg you?" Ryan shouted at Bianca.

Bianca, frightened, walked over to Ryan like a puppet and knelt in front of him respectfully.

Ryan grabbed her hair, forcing her to look up. He slapped her hard,making her face turn to one side.

She mustered the courage to ask softly, "You've got Isabella. Why do you still want me?"

Ryan pulled her hair, pressing her down on the sofa. "Since you chose to stay,you must follow my rules. As for you, with your ugly face, you're not even qualified to be compared to Isabella. But I'm in a good mood,so I'll tell you, you're just a tool for me to punish Isabella."

Isabella quickly understood what Ryan meant. The drug's insidious effects amplified her deepest desires. Memories of her intimate moments with Michael kept flooding her mind. Several times, she almost mistook Ryan for Michael, wanting to embrace, kiss, and even make love to him.

She picked up a fork from the dining table and stabbed it into her thigh,the sharp pain bringing a moment of clarity. She kept reminding herself that it wasn't Michael, and that Ryan was a bad person. Her thigh was already a bloody mess.

Under Ryan's coercion, Bianca stripped naked and knelt in front of him.Her trembling hands unbuckled his beIt, pulled down his pants, and took out his penis, holding it awkwardly with a slightly disgusted expression.

Ryan was provoked by it. He flipped her over, pressing her down, rubbing his lower body between her legs, and pinching her arm, saying viciously,"Scream for Isabella to hear."

Ryan struggled with Bianca for a few minutes, but his organ remained limp.

"Useless woman!" Ryan cursed, delivering a sharp slap across Bianca's face.He stood up naked, took a pill from his bag, and swallowed it. Then his organ quickly stood up, and he proudly raised his head and walked

towards Isabella.

In Isabella's eyes, his face kept switching between Michael and Ryan.The burning desire almost made her lose her mind to throw herself into Ryan's arms.But she didn't smell the familiar scent of Michael.

She raised the hand holding the fork and stabbed it into her thigh again.

The brief clarity allowed her to see clearly that it was Ryan, not Michael.She mustered all her strength and kicked Ryan between his legs. She then collapsed to the ground, unconscious.