Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！-Chapter 661: Wells Morales is after his 2 sisters-in-law! This is outrageous...
In the private room on the lower floor.
Wells Morales squinted his eyes as he sized up Ariel Morris, suddenly bursting into laughter, "I’m not interested in a million bucks now! As for the compensation you mentioned—I’ll take it in kind! Even though you’re not virgins, with a face like that, spending a hundred grand to have fun a few times isn’t a loss for me! Of course, there are many of my brothers here too! Each gets a turn, it’ll be like paying for the most expensive escorts!"
Ariel Morris bit her lip, glaring at Wells Morales, her heart filled with utter despair.
Wells Morales obviously wouldn’t let them go! What should they do now?
The usually docile Daisy Grant had a cold glint in her eyes and directly snapped, "A million bucks, you couldn’t get whatever kind of escort you want? Let us go!!"
Wells Morales grabbed Ariel Morris’s chin, issuing orders to his subordinates, "Tie her hands up for me! Tie her to the coffee table! As for this one—" Wells Morales glanced at Daisy Grant with a sinister smile, "Tie her to the sofa! I’m going to have a good time with them today! For a hundred grand, I better enjoy myself!"
Two of the underlings held Ariel Morris down. Finding no rope, they started to undo their belts, intending to use them to bind Ariel Morris.
Meanwhile, two others grabbed Daisy Grant, threw her onto the sofa, and held her down, making sure she couldn’t move.
"Come, give a hand! Tie this girl’s legs!" One of the guys holding down Daisy Grant shouted to the rest, who were grinning and ready to watch the show.
Wells Morales rebuked, "Are you idiots?! If you tie her legs, how am I supposed to get on her?! I told you to tie her hands!"
"Yes, Brother Morales!"
Two of them worked together to tie Daisy Grant’s hands.
Daisy Grant struggled hard, panic-stricken, her voice hoarse, "Let go! You group of thugs! Let go of me!"
Ariel Morris, equally panicked, glanced at Daisy Grant, who was terrified and in tears, her fingers dug tightly into the creases of her palm as she coolly ordered, "Let go! Isn’t it just that you want to sleep? I’ll take it off myself! No need for force! I only beg for my life! You want my body, you can have it for all I care!"
The two men holding Ariel Morris, stunned, looked to their boss, Wells Morales, for direction.
Wells Morales slightly squinted, gazing into Ariel Morris’s cold and clear eyes, chuckling, "I like women with personality who know the score. What are you waiting for! Let her go, there are so many of us, are you afraid she’ll run?"
Upon receiving Wells Morales’s command, the two men released Ariel Morris.
Freed, Ariel Morris immediately stood up, her palms sweaty. Her heart was tight with fear, but she could only force herself to stay calm!
Wells Morales stared at Ariel Morris, "You have ten seconds to take off your clothes, any longer and I’ll do it for you!"
Ariel Morris’s eyes were deep, her expression calm, voice cold, "I understand."
With that, Ariel Morris slowly began to move her hands to her clothes, little by little, her fingertips trembling all the while.
Desire tinged Wells Morales’s gaze, smiling contentedly as he watched Ariel Morris’s hands remove her own clothes.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Nico Haynes was holding Clayton Teston’s phone, checking the surveillance in the private room. When he saw the people on the phone screen, his eyes widened in disbelief.
The video showed Ariel Morris standing before Wells Morales, her fingers removing her clothes, while Wells Morales wore a lecherous expression, eager to devour Ariel Morris at once.
The video captured the figure on the sofa, restrained and unable to move. Nico Haynes, watching the surveillance, suddenly jumped up, blood rushing to his head!
Seeing the two women Wells Morales intended to assault in the video, a string of expletives ran through Nico Haynes’s mind!
"Little Girl Morris! Beauty Grant!! Damn!!!"
Damn! Wells Morales was targeting his two sisters-in-law! This wouldn’t do...
