Chapter 245

Giselle ignored the pain in her elbow and tried to push herself off the floor. However, the very next second, the man pounced on her like a wild animal, one hand pressing her head down while the other worked quickly at his belt. Instinctively, she tried to fight back, thrashing against his hold. Yet, it lasted only seconds before he pulled the gun from his waistband and pressed the cold barrel to her temple. Her body went rigid, and she didn't dare move a muscle. Closing her eyes, she told herself it didn't matter; it didn't matter who she was doing it with. Survival came first. In the end, she gave in. A moment later, the man shoved her onto a nearby bed and tore her clothes apart in rough, hurried movements. He was about to take things further when Giselle suddenly said in Edevanian, "Sir, I… I have AIDS! Are you sure you still want to do it with me?" After hearing that, the man immediately stopped what he was doing. His predatory, lust-clouded eyes shot daggers at her, filled w