Avery was very calm on the surface, but she wanted to vomit. Those men smelled awful, which let her desperate.

It's easy for them to put down the bodyguards on duty, so there should be no bodyguards outside unless there were servants who happened to pass by. Avery has heard that Mr. Black called a number of servants to serve him for his bleeding.

There was still a distance from the residence where Mr. Black was located.

So Avery was in a situation where nobody could save her?

Avery quickly glanced at the room and caught a glimpse of the bottle of red wine that had been opened on the nightstand.

She walked over with ease and picked up the red wine, "Before we go to bed, we could have a glass of wine."

"Shut up. Lie on the bed and take your clothes off. Let's have a good look."

"Boss, don't believe her. She is trying to get us drunk and run away."

"Is that all you can do? You are afraid I'm running away?" Avery provoked them deliberately.

Unlike them, the man who was called boss burst into laughter.

"It seems that you are in a good mood. Well, since it's such a happy day, we'll give you what you want if you're not in a hurry."

The man boldly walked over and took the glass. When he touched the glass, he deliberately wrapped Avery's hand, which shocked Avery.

Avery wanted to slap him. When she glanced at the other four men who were coming to her, she stopped.

"What? Don't be shy. I just touched your hand."

"I just want to hurry up. You know, I've been drugged. I need you to give me an antidote."

Why Avery mentioned that she had been drugged was that she wanted to relax their vigilance.

She turned her back to the red wine, holding the glass with one hand. When she used the other hand behind her to reach for the bottle, she smiled deliberately, "One by one, okay?"

The man was almost lost by her charming smile and nodded.

Avery was very active and cooperative, taking the glass to toast him.

The man looked at her contentedly. With his arms wrapped around her, he raised his glass and drank it up.

Avery watched the man's every move through the clean glass and took a glance at the other men with interest.

Suddenly, she hit the man on the head with the bottle in her hand. The bottle immediately broke, and red wine mixed with blood flowed down from the man's head.

When the other four men weren't reacting, she grabbed the bottle in her hand and flung it on the man's neck, "Don't move, or he'll die!"

The man turned into a surprise and did not expect the woman to be so strong. He had thought this woman had been drugged.

The man laughed wildly, "Did you see that? It turned out to be a girl who likes to play SM. Find a rope to tie her up."

No matter how hard she resisted in the man's eyes, she was only a woman, so he did not take her threats seriously.

Avery squinted her eyes and stabbed the glass fragment into the man's neck. Suddenly, blood sprayed out.

Now, the man was completely angry and threw Avery on the bed.

Avery was still holding the bottle fragment, which was full of blood. There was blood on the white sheet.

Suddenly the man flew at Avery, who took a few steps back until her back met the cold and hard bed.

"How dare you hit me with a bottle, bitch?" The man half knelt to her. His expression was ferocious, and his neck was bleeding. Blood flowed on the black clothes, dripping on the sheet.

Avery shook her head, "Get away from me."

She felt she turned weaker. She had deliberately hurt her waist to stay awake, and now it seemed that the drug worked again in her body.

The man grabbed her ankle and touched her thigh directly from the bathrobe pendulum.

The rough hand stroked her delicate skin, and she trembled all over.

Suddenly, Avery tried to stab the man again with the wine bottle but was held by the man.

Her wrists were twisted in his hand, trying to break free.

Avery could only hate herself at the moment, for she had no strength.

"Be obedient, or I'll hurt you later."

The other four men surrounded her by the bed, looking obscenely at her as if she was their prey in a cage.

The man suddenly attacked her, trying to kiss her.

Avery used her knee to hit the man's fragile place hard.

The man's look suddenly changed. With his hands covering the crotch, he dared not cry.

The man was hurt by Avery again and again. The other four men by the bedside were teasing, "Boss, do you need help? The woman is hot."

"Our boss has killed so many people, but now he was hurt by a woman."

"What are you arguing about? Our boss deserves such a hot woman."

The man was humiliated by the words and pressed Avery's body. His hand reached to her collar, trying to pull it down.

"Don't." Avery felt extremely desperate at the moment. She was obviously not a man's opponent, not to mention five men.

Because of the drug in her body, she was crying like a kitten.

"One billion. As soon as you let me go, I'll help you find another hot woman, and I'll give you one billion dollars. It's enough for your life."

The man's hand had already grasped Avery's collar, "You are so rich. Why don't you stay with me? My men are yours, and your money is mine. Think about it."

"Boss, we'll be rich. We don't need to find another hot woman. This one is enough."

"Shameless!" Avery knew that the men she met were hooligans.

"It's no use resisting, isn't it? You should learn to enjoy it." With that, the man proudly asked his brothers, "Is that what I said?"

"That's right. What you said is true."

The man was smug and jerked Avery's neckline down to reveal her rounded shoulders.

Bright white skin in the warm light emitted seductive luster.