Chapter 115 I want you to be my condemned prisoner of love.
Dixon's face suddenly changed. Sonia covered her heart and laughed at her absurdity.
Dixon, the pain I bore, you can't understand at all. And you wouldn't understand it at all.
If you can understand one ten thousandth of my pain, you won't be ruthless and forcelike this! Sonia turned around and wanted to continue to walk. At this time, Dixon caught sight of his people driving over in the corner, he shouted, "Don't move!" Sonia was about to start running, when she heard Dixon's voice sent to her ears with the wind, like a knife splitting her body! "Don't let her get away! Grab her!" Sonia was surprised and looked at the black commercial vehicles. She stepped back, but there was no way to escape. When was it... How did these people come? Sonia was held down again by Dixon's men, and this time, they quickly held her mouth and stuffed a piece of rag to prevent her from biting them or biting her tongue.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSonia's hands and feet were grabbed, and her tears fell down. She was shaking and felt that she would once again return to the darkness of being locked in an isolated world.
She was carried into the car. This time, there were men in charge of her left and right. Dixon got off the original car, threw the key to the driver, and sat in the passenger seat of the van where Sonia was.
Sonia cried, and saw the delicate face of Dixon in the hazy eyes, just like the shura in hell. He sneered at her, "It's good to be obedient early. It can save so much unnecessary trouble." He was mocking her weakness and powerlessness.
Sonia closed her eyes and was stuffed with cloth. She couldn't make a sound to call for help, and let the car drive her closer and closer to Borris's home.
Twenty minutes later, Sonia returned to Borris's home. But this time, Dixon did not lock her in a small black room, but held her to bed.
The rag in the mouth of Sonia was taken away. She gasped for air, "What on earth do you want?" There is even a plea in her voice.
Dixon drooped his eyes. His eyes unconsciously fell on the wound on her leg. He made a finger ring, and someone cin with something.
"Since you can't resist, you could obey obediently. This is what a wise man would think.
And now, you are with instinct and impulse alone. How can you win me?" Yes, comparing the cold heart, she can't win Dixon.
Sthings can be accomplished as long as people were full of enthusiasm and impulse. But sthings, even if she gambled on her lives with the idea of dying, she can't win the man in front of her. Sonia only t cold on her legs. She shivered subconsciously, but her thighs were pressed down. Dixon wiped her wound with a piece of cotton stained with disinfectant alcohol with tweezers, helped her deal with the wound back and forth, and finally attached her wound with bandages and tape.
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His tenderness at this twas like a cruel poison poured into the throat of Sonia. Her Her eyes are red. "What good people are you pretending to be now?"
Dixon sneered and looked up at her, "I have never been a good person th just looked dazzling. Sonia was stared by his eyes. "Dixon, what do I owe you?" Dixon didn't speak.
"I have given you everything. I have nothing left. What do you wantto do? The Dixon was still silent.
Sonia was despaired and smiled silently, "Letgo, Dixon.
If I go on like this, I'm afraid I'll lose my life. "