Chapter 900

Belinda screamed as loud as she could, but her cries only seemed to fuel Owen's twisted excitement, driving him deeper into his cruelty. His wild laughter cut through the air, mixing with the sound of her voice. Anthony wept quietly, overwhelmed with sorrow. He threw every curse he could think of at Owen, letting out every nasty word he could find. The small storage room was filled with a scene that was too painful to put into words. Meanwhile, a soft piano tune drifted from the front yard of the Grant residence, its melody feeling painfully out of place against the nightmare unfolding. The harsh rip of fabric sliced through the silence once more. Belinda's last shred of dignity was gone, leaving her in just her bra. Owen's gaze wandered over her pale, bare skin. He flashed a wicked grin, his face oozing with sleazy intent, eyes shamelessly roaming over her as he clicked his tongue. "I knew there was something special about this old hag. How else could she have you so under her sp