Chapter 972

At this very moment, the homeless men looked like Grim Reapers from hell to Seline. She shook her head, stuttering, "D-Don't." Nonetheless, Marcus glared at her coldly. He instructed the men in a firm voice, "I'll leave this woman to the few of you now. Have as much fun as you want with her. You'll just have to make sure that she stays alive." These homeless men had AIDS anyway. Moreover, being broke meant that they had no way of getting women. To them, sex was something completely beyond their reach. Not only did Seline look appealing, but she had AIDS—just like they did. Now, they were able to indulge themselves in as much fun as they wanted. As sly and horny smirks came across their faces, they slowly advanced toward Seline. Nevertheless, Seline had nothing against these men. No matter how she struggled to free herself, it was of no use when she was being held down by these men. Soon enough, her agonizing screams pierced through the air from the room. Marcus turned ar