Marco was caught totally off guard, the spray hitting him right in the eyes and making it impossible to see.
He swore loudly, “Fuck!”
Rachel took advantage of the moment and delivered a vicious kick straight to his balls.
Marco instantly screamed in agony, his body folding in half as his face went chalk white. Sweat started pouring down his face immediately.
The pain was so intense he could barely stay upright, stumbling backward before collapsing on the floor in a fetal position.
tachel watched with a cold smile, her eyes full of disgust.
he quickly backed away to keep her distance, staying ready in case he tried anything.
Marco was gritting his teeth, barely managing to lift his head, his eyes burning with rage and pain.
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jasping for air, he wheezed out, “You… you crazy bitch! How fucking dare you… attack me!”
his slut was supposed to be knocked out cold–how was she standing there looking totally fine?
lachel shot back coldly, “Mr. Parker, you asked for this. You really thought I’d just lie there and let you do whatever? Not a chance! Hope you learned
our lesson!”
Marco was trembling with fury, but he was hurting too bad to move and could only watch helplessly as Rachel headed for the door.
He was absolutely livid, silently promising himself he’d make that bitch pay.
hat fucking cunt! He’d totally misjudged her.
Who knew she’d have the guts to actually fight back?
Rachel bolted from the scene, already cooking up her payback plan.
Once she got outside, Rachel sucked in huge breaths of fresh air.
he’d been holding her breath the whole time in there.
Even though her head was spinning a little, she was still thinking clearly.
he had to move quick.
tachel spotted a maid she didn’t recognize, slipped her some twenties, and whispered something in her ear.
The maid rushed off to find someone.
¡ince it was Patricia’s big birthday bash, they were understaffed and had brought in temporary help for the event.
This maid was definitely a stranger–probably one of the hired temps.
Soon she spotted a familiar figure hurrying toward the guest room.
Rachel immediately ducked behind a corner.
She watched Valeria strut confidently up to the guest room door and push it open.
Within seconds, all hell broke loose inside.
Crouched in her hiding spot, Rachel listened to the chaos erupting from the guest room, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
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Play with fire, get burned.
Valeria was about to get exactly what she deserved–and she had nobody to blame but herself.
Inside the guest room, Valeria had been expecting to find Rachel in a totally humiliating situation.
She’d planned to film the whole thing.
Instead, when she opened the door, Marco’s pissed–off face was staring right at her.
Marco looked absolutely murderous, obviously still feeling the effects of Rachel’s kick.
He was genuinely worried she might have done permanent damage.
That psycho bitch had really gone for it!
When Marco saw Valeria, his anger went nuclear–he figured she must be in on the whole setup.
“You conniving little slut! You think you can fuck with me?” Marco growled through clenched teeth.
The knockout drug was still messing with his head, making his thoughts all scrambled.
“Since you’re here, let’s see if you broke my shit,” he snarled.
Valeria looked totally bewildered and didn’t get a chance to explain before Marco came at her.
He grabbed her wrist hard enough to leave bruises.
“Mr. Parker, wait! Let me explain! It wasn’t me! It was Rachel! She…” Valeria was struggling and panicking, trying to make him understand.
‘Shut the fuck up!” Marco wasn’t hearing any of it, roughly shoving her onto the bed. “Whatever–any Campbell bitch will do. You’re hot enough. If you ruined me, your whole family’s gonna pay.”
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