Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 121

"Let me go! Don't touch me! Help!"

Liliana Lansbury screamed at the top of her lungs.

A heavy fist smashed into her face.

Liliana's vision swam with stars from the sheer impact.

The louder she screamed, the more brutally the blows rained down on her.

Their fists were wrapped in heavy brass knuckles.

It wasn't just pain; the metal caused severe, immediate contusions.

A cold sweat broke out over Liliana's body as agony consumed her.

But the brutal strikes kept coming, hammering into her head and torso, accompanied by vicious kicks to her lower back.

Eventually, Liliana stopped screaming—not by choice, but because the pain had stripped her of the strength to make a sound.

She could feel a man's jacket thrown over her head, reeking of cheap alcohol, stale cigarette smoke, and thick body odor.

From the sound of it, there were three or four men. Their voices were harsh, possibly drifters or transients in their forties.

A repulsive stench filled Liliana's nose, and she realized they had dragged her near an alleyway dumpster.

It was a filthy squatter's corner overflowing with rotting garbage and unspeakable waste.

These were the invisible dregs of a glittering, modern city.

The designer clothes on Liliana's back were violently ripped away.

Her bare waist was instantly exposed to the chill of the night wind.

Liliana felt a suffocating mix of humiliation and fury.

When had she ever been tossed into the trash and violently ravaged like this?

It was far beyond simple assault; time and time again, she felt a sickening, agonizing violation.

Every impact sent tremors deep into her core.

The brutality was unimaginable.

She could practically hear her own organs screaming for mercy.

Was she going to die in this filthy alley?

Her surgically perfected nose, her flawlessly maintained skin, her tens of thousands of dollars in designer wear, her million-dollar jewelry, her meticulously pampered body...

She was supposed to be a woman of high society.

But right now, her perceived value had been violently stripped down to absolutely nothing.

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