They had looked round in the short time they had been there.
They were confident as there were only two guards out here.
Another man was guarding drowsily outside the door.
"Spread out and surround the place.
"Don't let anyone go."
Sean gestured to Zander and said to the men behind him.
"Yes!"
The men answered and spread out in the darkness.
After seeing Sean's gesture, Zander and Harry immediately joined the night.
Killing these people was not Sean's intention.
Getting Willow out safe was all that mattered.
Once the crowd dispersed, Sean was all alone.
Without pausing, he went straight to the lighted room.
...
At the same time.
Quill finally had enough of humiliating Willow after so long.
His gaze also grew more obscene. It was also full of evil desires.
"I'll give you one chance to undress so I’ll be gentle with you."
Quill rubbed his hands together and looked at Willow with a lewd gaze.
Willow's eyes widened as she felt angry, nervous, and scared.
The bald and burly man and his men outside chuckled as they looked over.
They could also have some fun when Quill was done.
It would be nice to watch it before then.
"Are you deaf? I f*cking told you to take your clothes off!"
Quill slapped Willow backhanded.
"Dream on!"
Willow's face ached, almost crying, but she fought it off and snapped at Quill through clenched teeth.
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