Luna tried to struggle, but she got knocked unconscious soon after.
She found herself in an abandoned factory when she finally regained consciousness.
The leader of the men in black donned a mask, sitting opposite her, sizing her up coldly.
"You do look pretty, no wonder Joshua wanted to get engaged to you so quickly when he hasn't even recuperated," he remarked as he stood up and walked toward Luna.
He lifted his hand and clasped Luna’s chin.
"It's already five right now. There's another hour left before the engagement ceremony begins. Say, if you don’t appear during the ceremony later, would Joshua become Banyan City's laughingstock?"
The man had spritzed a thick scent of cheap cologne o n him, and Luna had headaches from the smell.
She furrowed her brows and looked at the man in front of her. "Who are you?"
"You don’t need to know." The man smiled a little. Those lecherous eyes behind the mask slowly moved down from Luna's face.
Her chin, her neck, her collarbone, further down...
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and sneered.
"Besides not letting you appear, there is a better way," he said in a suppressed tone. His voice was filled with desire and condescension. "Let you appear at the engagement ceremony full of marks from me. Would Joshua be even more embarrassed that way?"
Luna’s eyes turned cold upon the man's words. She subconsciously tried to struggle, trying her hardest to retreat her tied-up body backward.
"Who the hell are you? If you have any feud with Joshua, find him to solve it instead. Why come at me?"
The manic in the man's eyes got even stronger looking at Luna struggling.
He smiled and slowly went closer toward Luna.
"Of course I should come to you. Who asked you to be Joshua’s woman? You both are getting engaged tonight. If I don’t target you, how could I make Joshua suffer?" he sneered while reaching out to tug on Luna's collar.
Luna noticed that there was a noticeable burn scar on his right hand.
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