Chapter 317 The Blood Bath
"What do you want?" Rory shrank to the foot of the bed and looked warily at Levin, who reeked of alcohol. He seemed to be drunk now.
Levin looked at her with undisguised lust in his eyes.
"Why? I care about you so much, but you still refuse to look at me? Rory, am I that bad? Although I have done many things wrong, I have never thought of hurting you. But what about the person you like? He repeatedly hurt you, , but you still can't let him go in your heart." Levin complained angrily.
"You're drunk. I'm going to bed. Please get out." Rory looked away and said in an increasingly bitter voice.
Levin shook his head and sat directly on Rory's bed. This action made Rory even more afraid. She suddenly left the bed, and walked barefoot to the door, regardless of her shoes. However, Somebody had locked the door. Diego must have done it.
"Levin, don't forget what you said. You said that you wouldn't force me! Are you going back on

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