Chapter 1840
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"Yes, Mr. Manfred, don't hold back any longer. Resisting this will harm your body," the two women coaxed.
Their figures were strikingly alluring-voluptuous in all the right places, with fair skin that seemed to glow in the candlelight. It was a scene of undeniable allure, exuding a mesmerizing beauty that could easily captivate any onlooker.
Vivian had never witnessed anything like this before.
Although she was a modern woman who had attended biology classes, seen various TV dramas, and even recently watched a few action films, she had never encountered such a scene firsthand.
For a moment, she was utterly stunned, frozen in shock. It took her a while to process what was happening.
"Get... out..." Manfred's voice was strained, filled with a mix of suppressed agony and a hint of murderous intent. His eyes were bloodshot, glowing with intense redness.
It was clear he was enduring extreme suffering.
"Mr. Manfred, we're here to serve you. You're feeling so uncomfortable right now -why endure it? We can make you feel completely at ease," one of the women said seductively.
"Yes, Mr. Manfred, stop resisting," the other chimed in.
Both women were astounded. They had never encountered a man who could retain his composure for this long after consuming the drug. Normally, it would obliterate all restraint, leaving men utterly at its mercy.
Yet here they were two beautiful women working together to seduce Manfred.
Despite all their tricks and seduction, even with their clothes already discarded, Manfred stubbornly clung to his sanity.
They couldn't understand why he was resisting-why he would choose to endure such pain.
There were two stunning beauties right in front of him, and yet he remained unmoved.
They refused to believe it, as it was a blow to their pride and skills.
After a moment of shock, Vivian snapped back to her senses. She quickly pieced together the situation.
Someone had drugged Manfred and sent these two women to seduce him. But despite the drug's effects, his sheer willpower had kept him in control.
Even with two women trying everything to tempt him, he had gritted his teeth and held onto his rationality.
Without hesitation, Vivian strode forward.
She knocked out both women with precise, swift strikes. Her movements were clean and efficient.
Having been trained from a young age, she was skilled in close combat and knew exactly where to strike to disarm someone quickly. She also knew how to knock them out without causing permanent harm.
Although she had never thought she would use such techniques on women, the situation left her no choice.
Manfred was momentarily stunned, watching the two women collapse before turning his gaze to Vivian.
"Vivian..." He wasn't sure if she was real or a figment of his imagination.
Ever since the drug had taken effect, his mind had been filled with thoughts of Vivian-her face, her scent, her presence.
The scent of the two women was revolting to him, making his stomach churn. The closer they came, the more his mind cleared.
They claimed to be Vivian, but they were not.
Vivian's scent was pure, calming, and could cleanse his soul. The scent of these women was steeped in decadence and corruption.
"Vivian..."
His bloodshot eyes brimmed with vulnerability, and his chiseled features showed a rare trace of grievance. "I feel terrible..."
Vivian didn't fully understand what it felt like to be under such a drug, but seeing Manfred's flushed, pained expression made her heart ache. She nodded empathetically
"I know you're in pain. Let me help you up and get you to bed. Wait here, and I'll
go fetch some medicine, okay?"
The basement of her home had a cabinet stocked with various
medicines, regularly replenish net
by
Howard. Surely, there would be something for this situation.
As Vivian moved to help him up, Manfred suddenly grasped her wrist with a fiery
grip.
His palm was scalding hot.