Chapter 63

Tristan leaped toward Marrie. Marrie scurried away in a hurry, having lost her composure from fear. But Tristan wasn't in a rush. He began to play a cat-and-mouse game with Marrie while chuckling evilly. "You can't run, Mrs. Qualls. You might as well give in to me." Tristan made another leap toward her. She was already backed into a corner and had nowhere else to run. "You can't run anywhere now," Tristan said as he perversely rubbed his hands together. "I wanted to fuck you after I killed that little bastard, but he's a coward and backed out. Looks like we can enjoy some nice private time tonight." Marrie felt like vomiting at the sight. She was currently starting to regret everything. She didn't mind sleeping with Steven. At least she didn't feel disgusted by him. In fact, she enjoyed their sessions. However, she didn't even want to let Tristan touch her. "Fuck you, Heidi! What kind of pervert did you hire?" Marrie cursed inwardly. She had nowhere to run. But she would rath