The Scumbag Dukeapos

“Ah…” Nan Wanyin instinctively cried out in pain, blood streaming from her forehead. The man behind her snarled with fury——,She was terrified, yet she felt weak and limp all over. The tingling numbness, like insects biting, made it impossible for her to refuse this encounter.,Air flowed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched up a large pool of blood, then half-collapsed by the edge of the bathtub, breathing heavily.。