Chapter 626
Chapter 626:
Fueled by her defiance, Zane yelled, “Yes! Fight back! It only makes this more thrilling for me.”
Despite her ongoing struggle, a wave of despair washed over Alisha.
For some reason, the image of Ashton flashed through her mind. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she whispered, “Ashton, save me. Please, I need you to save me.”
Zane’s grin only widened upon hearing her plea. “Why call for him? He’s locked up in prison, helpless to save even himself. No matter how loud you scream, he won’t be coming to your aid.”
As he spoke, Zane managed to rip open Alisha’s clothing, exposing her smooth back.
Captivated by her exposed skin, Zane was nearly salivating. But just as he was about to rip off Alisha’s underwear, a chilling, ghostly voice suddenly echoed out of nowhere. “Who says he can’t?”
Zane felt a chill run down his spine at the familiar voice behind him.
There was no mistaking it; it was Ashton.
Instinctively, he spun around, but before he could fully grasp the situation, Ashton’s fist came crashing into his face, sending him flying over ten feet across the room.
Freed from Zane’s grip, Alisha scrambled to her feet, her face pale with terror. Without a second thought, she threw herself into Ashton’s arms, breaking into sobs.
But instead of offering her comfort, Ashton leaned in close. “I’ve been listening to your conversation from the hallway this whole time. I waited to step in so you’d learn the consequences of trusting others too easily. Now you understand, don’t you? This is what despair feels like. You can’t trust others so easily in the future!”
Alisha didn’t respond with words; she just clung to him tighter, her sobs intensifying.
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Hearing the anguish in her cries, Ashton’s expression softened. He realized how horrifying the ordeal must have been for her, and this wasn’t the time to be harsh.
He quickly comforted her. “I’m sorry for stepping in late, Alisha. But you’re safe with me. I promise, as long as I’m here, no one will hurt you.”
Ashton quickly removed his jacket and wrapped it around Alisha’s trembling shoulders, pulling her close to offer comfort. The thin fabric of his T-shirt clung to his chest, allowing Alisha to feel the warmth and strength beneath.
The closeness between them sent a flutter through Alisha’s heart, and her sobs began to quiet.
Looking up at Ashton through tear-filled eyes, she managed to ask in a shaky voice, “Does this mean I can’t even trust you?”
A playful grin spread across Ashton’s face as he raised an eyebrow. “I’m the exception to that rule, obviously.”
Seeing Ashton like this, Alisha let out a small, tearful laugh, giving him a light punch on the chest. The tension between them seemed to melt away, replaced by a fragile sense of relief.
Meanwhile, Zane, who had been thrown across the room by Ashton’s punch, was slowly coming to his senses.
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