This arm was very strong.

Zoey Moss wanted to struggle, but it was absolutely futile.

The man's heavy breathing came from beside her ear, then, with his dragging.

Zoey was taken into a dilapidated house in the ruins.

The man somehow produced a rope from somewhere.

With lightning speed, he bound Zoey's hands behind her back.

Only then did he feel at ease to throw her on the ground.

At this moment.

Zoey finally saw the man's face clearly.

"Calvert Grant? Is that you?"

To her surprise, Zoey recognized the man in front of her.

Not only did she know him, but this man was also Alfie Grant's own nephew.

Alfie Grant has a brother named Fraser Grant, a simple farmer.

Fraser Grant has a son, the Calvert Grant right in front of her, whom Alfie arranged to work in the Grandlake Group.

"Hehe, Auntie, it's me!"

Calvert was very tall, at least 1.85 meters, and his physique was quite large.

He rubbed his hands together, his eyes scanning Zoey's body, wishing to see through her clothes right to her flesh.

"Calvert, what are you going to do?"

Zoey suddenly realized something.

The person Alfie arranged for was actually Calvert.

Calvert was his own nephew, so even if she were raped and became pregnant, the child would still have Grant family genes. This shameless scoundrel even had his own nephew rape his wife; he couldn't be considered a human anymore, just a beast.

"Auntie, your nephew has liked you for a long time, every time I see you, my heart races, wanting to do Auntie. Today I followed Auntie out, and here there is no one around, let nephew cherish you well."

With that said.

Calvert lunged at Zoey.

Although Zoey had her hands tied.

Her feet were still able to move.

Without a second thought, she kicked Calvert several times continuously.

Perhaps she hurt Calvert.

His face suddenly became serious.

He pressed both of Zoey's shoulders with his hands and said, "Auntie, don't resist. The more you resist, the more excited I get."

After saying that.

With a ripping sound.

He tore open Zoey's shirt.

The black underwear and fair skin were fully exposed in front of Calvert, triggering his beastly desires.

Another ripping sound.

He tore Zoey's pants and tossed them aside.

Now Zoey was only in a set of black lace underwear.

She curled up her body as much as she could, leaning against the corner of the wall: "Calvert, I'm begging you as your aunt, let me go... if you really do this, your uncle will kill you."

"Hehe, Auntie, I've been waiting a long time for this day, I don't plan to miss such a good opportunity."

With that said.

Calvert stood up.

Unbuckled his belt.

Revealing the red underwear inside.

Just as he was about to remove the last barrier, suddenly, a foot in a leather shoe kicked him from behind, hitting directly on the crotch.

The force was tremendous.

It felt like an egg breaking.

His lewd expression froze on his face, replaced by muscle tremors.

Pain, it was truly painful.

Even so.

Calvert still clamped his legs together and slowly turned around.

What he saw was a handsome and disdainful face.

"You... who the hell are you?"

He held his breath and asked.

"Your grandpa!"

The speaker was Dirk Carter.

"You... bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Calvert gathered his strength and charged at Dirk.

Dirk simply sidestepped, and the unbalanced Calvert fell to the ground.

As he prepared to get up again.

Dirk lightly tapped a spot on his nape, and Calvert's prostrated body lay still on the ground.

He untied the rope around Zoey's hands.

Zoey was already frightened senseless.

She threw herself into Dirk's arms, wailing.

"Why did you come so late? I was scared to death, if you had come any later... I... I would have..."

Dirk patted her smooth back.

And said, "Sis, didn't I say, I would definitely make it in time."

Zoey hummed in acknowledgment.

She pointed to Calvert on the ground and asked, "Is he... is he dead?"

"No, don't worry, I struck his acupoint, he's just passed out, he won't wake up for at least three to five hours."

Hearing this.

Zoey exhaled a long breath.

And said, "That's good, that's good, I was scared to death, Alfie Grant that bastard is simply inhuman, what do you plan to do next?"

Dirk said, "I'll take this Calvert away, you go back and feign ignorance, just say Calvert tried to rape you and I saved you, and if he asks where Calvert is, just say I took him."

"Like this, aren't you afraid of his revenge?"

Zoey asked worriedly.

Dirk smiled slightly and said, "Rest assured, as long as Calvert is in my hands, not only won't he dare touch me, he'll have to help me."

Seeing Dirk's confident expression.

Zoey didn't press further.

Her clothes and pants were already torn apart.

Zoey could only pick them up to cover herself.

Dirk supported her out of the small house, walking up to another similarly abandoned house, Zoey suddenly stopped.

"Sis, did you forget something?"

Dirk asked.

Zoey turned to look at Dirk, then walked into the small house.

Dirk, clueless, followed her in.

Zoey laid her clothes and pants flat on the ground, then slowly stood up, first removing her underwear, letting two little rabbits jump out.

Then.

She removed the only covering between her legs.

This time, she wasn't as bashful as the last time.

She even spun around in front of Dirk.

As if displaying her perfect form.

"Sis, although I'm older than you, no man's body has touched mine, including Alfie Grant."

"I know, Sis, are you planning to do acupuncture here?"

Dirk asked, swallowing hard.

Truth be told, Zoey's body was very tempting, possessing the charm of a mature woman and the aroma of youthful innocence, a mix that was irresistible.

Zoey, stark naked.

Slowly walked up to Dirk.

With a slightly dazed look in her eyes, she said, "Alfie Grant failed this time, he'll definitely try something again. Instead of my body being taken by someone else, I'd rather give my first time to you, and when we go back, Alfie Grant will definitely inspect my body. If I'm still a virgin, he'll believe Calvert failed in his attempt, making it no threat to him."

"Sis, this..."

Dirk was stunned.

Before he could think of what to say.

Zoey embraced his neck and pressed her warm lips against his.

Another hot, steamy kiss.

This kind of teasing.

Made it feel like a hundred thousand insects were crawling inside Dirk's body.

Unable to hold back anymore.

The two remained lip-locked, and with Zoey's help, Dirk also hurriedly removed his clothes.

In a princess carry.

He lifted Zoey.

And gently laid her on the clothes she had spread out.

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