Inside an adobe, a middle-aged man was drooling over a young woman who was tied up on the bed and injured. His throat was tightened, at the same time, moved vigorously to swallow the saliva.
"You're a stunning young woman, aren't you?"
The middle-aged man rubbed his hands as he approached the bed with an evil grin on his face. "My little beauty, I’m the Chief of the Windfall Pavilion! If you be my woman, do as you’re told and serve me well, you’ll become the wife of the Chief of Windfall Pavilion!"
The young woman stared at the other party with malice and hatred. "What chief and what pavilion? You guys are merely a group of mounted brigands who are robbers!" She hissed in an exasperated voice. "You’re becoming bolder right now! You used to only rob things, but right now, you guys actually dare to kidnap people! People like you who give themselves the name and the power, are truly shameless! Windfall Pavilion? Are you joking? Do you guys even deserve a name like that?"
The Chief could not help but laugh in return, "Hehehe! Don't judge the book by its cover! Although we look big and thick, I'm a romantic and tender gentleman."
He then extended his hand and caressed the young woman's cheek softly. "Don't worry, little beauty. If you take the initiative and follow me, I can promise that you won't have to worry about anything at all in the future. But, well, if you don’t, I'll still make you my woman, just that your remaining days won't be good."
"Ptooey!"
The young pretty woman spat on the Chief's face. "Do you f*cking know who I a m? I'm the third daughter of the Cabello family! Release me right now! Otherwise, you’ll be dead meat when my father finds out. You'll have a miserable death!”
The middle-aged man showed a puzzled look upon hearing this. He was somewhat surprised.
Looking at the puzzlement and the speechlessness of the other party, the young woman thought that he was afraid o f her family. "Now what? Do you finally know what fear is? Let me go right now! Otherwise, my father will raze your place t o nothing!"
"Let you go?”
To her surprise, the middle-aged man laughed and the puzzlement that was once plastered on his face had gone. "Haha, little girl, do you think I'm that dumb? The Cabello family is one of the Eight Reclusive Families! If I let you return to your home, will your father let me go?"
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