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What Separates Me and You

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Chapter 153 Call Me Master

Josephine’s pupils dilated as she attempted to rise and escape, but a forceful push sent her back onto

the couch. She pulled her legs to herself, curling into a ball, resembling a cornered kitten that had

tucked its head inwards to hide from what it was afraid of.

“Do you think a mute will make a sound when she’s feeling it?”

“Let’s test it out. I’ve never played with a mute before, so who knows what it will feel like.”

“Goddamn it, man. Women are all the same. What difference is there going to be? At most, it will feel

like you’re banging a corpse?”

“But corpses can’t move.”

She involuntarily trembled from terror as she listened to their conversation. Glancing past them, she

spotted a knife and fork on the table. Her heart was beating uncontrollably, and her fingers were tightly

clenched. One of the men dragged her to him by her legs, and another immediately pinned her hands

down. Her struggle appeared feeble and futile against these

men.

“Wow, you really are mute. You don’t even cry out when you’re already like this?”

Someone mercilessly punched her in the gut. Her vision went dark from the pain, and her mouth fell

open, releasing a faint sound.

The men were excited by this.

“Damn, she made a sound!” exclaimed one of them, his voice filled with excitement as though. he had

made a groundbreaking discovery.

Someone pinched her leg to try and hear her cry out in pain again. She writhed in pain, turned her

head, and bit the man’s wrist.

The man hissed in pain and released his grip.

She quickly tried to get to her feet, but someone grabbed her by her hair and shoved her head. back

down against the couch. Some began stripping her, and others were eagerly taking off their pants. She

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bit the tip of her tongue and forced herself not to look. Lewis‘ loathing gaze flashed through her mind,

and she felt a stabbing sensation in her heart. Taking a deep breath, she bit down hard on her tongue.

Abruptly, a resounding bang echoed through the air, accompanied by the shattering of glass and the

ensuing cries of men in agony.

“Fuck!” cursed one of the men.

He turned around and was about to continue when a beer bottle was smashed against his skull. Blood

oozed from the fresh cut on his head, and he instantly fell to the floor. The others

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immediately reacted and charged at the intruder.

Opening her eyes, she turned to look. The private room was dimly lit, and the intruder was surrounded.

His face remained obscured by the men surrounding him, but she caught sight of a tuxedo that seemed

oddly familiar. Recognition flashed in her eyes, and she quickly sat up, straightening her clothes.

“You got a death wish, punk?”

“Don’t move.”

Bob was about to attack when the intruder pulled out a gun and held it against his forehead. Everyone

instantly froze and didn’t dare move.

“W–Who are you?!”

“Get lost,” Seth said with a nudge of his head towards the door, ignoring Bob’s question.

The men exchanged glances with one another before their gaze settled on the gun in Seth’s hand.

They knew they were no match for him. However, as soon as they stepped outside the room, they

found themselves immediately surrounded.

Lively music continued to blare from the speakers, yet the empty private room somehow exuded a

profound sense of loneliness.

Seth looked toward the couch.

Josephine was looking at him too. She had pressed herself against the backrest of the couch. She held

the collar of her blouse closed, and her hair was a mess as she stared at him with misty eyes. She

would never know how much of a crime it was for her to look so pitiful and fragile.

He stared at her for a moment before he hobbled over to her, dragging his injured leg behind him. He

sat down beside her. She looked at him in puzzlement.

With his trademark smirk on his face, his gaze lowered to the black tracker around her ankle before he

said, “Well, well. You came all the way here to look for Lewis, and yet why isn’t he here to save you?”

She pursed her lips and glanced down at the tracking anklet, which also doubled as a listening device.

She thought that he must have shown up here because of this. Despite his violent. nature and past

instances of torture, she never could have imagined that he would be the one coming to her rescue.

“Thank you.” She still signed to him.

“Your gratitude is worthless,” he stated, rising to his feet but promptly flopping back down due to the

injury on his leg.

She shifted her gaze toward his leg and noticed blood seeping from a wound, dying his black trousers

an even deeper shade.

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“You’re bleeding,” she signed.

Seth appeared not to feel any pain at all as he was still smiling. “What’s the matter? Are you worried

about me?”

Josephine averted her gaze, got up, and moved to leave. She didn’t want to risk offending him again.

“You’re so heartless. I just saved you. How could you just leave like this?”

She halted midstep and turned to look at him. His face appeared pale under the light, likely from blood

loss, and his smile seemed weak. She mulled it over before raising her hands and signing, “I’ll help you

tend to your wound, but could you please leave me alone after that?”

His smile became cheeky as he watched her moving hands. Her earnest expression made her

look so naïve and innocent.

“I’ll think about it after you’ve helped me.”

She remained where she was, not daring to approach him..

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“Don’t you want to remove the tracker around your ankle?” he continued.

She regarded him dubiously, her expression revealing her skepticism. Unfortunately, she did not fall for

it.

“Come and give me a hand.”

He waved her over with a harmless smile on his face, but she knew the true face hidden

beneath it.

Seeing that she wasn’t moving, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed his gun at her. “Or how about

we play a game instead? Let’s see which is faster–you or the bullet?”

She stared down the dark barrel of the gun with pursed lips. The answer was clear. She couldn’t outrun

a bullet. She lowered her gaze to his bloody leg. His injury was only two days. old, so his earlier

vigorous movements had aggravated it.

She weighed the situation in her head. Considering his injured state, he was unlikely to pose any threat

to her. With a deep breath, she summoned her courage and approached him. However, as soon as she

got close, he forcefully pulled her onto the couch. Before she could. regain her footing, he climbed on

top of her.

“I heard you could talk now?”

They were inches apart. There was danger veiled behind his eyes.

Josephine pressed her lips together and shook her head.

“I’ll give you one chance. I’ll let you go if you call me ‘master.“”

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She stiffened at the word “master” and couldn’t tell if he was joking or if he truly wanted to hear it.

Moreover, Lewis had clearly said that the tracker couldn’t be removed without

receiving a specific signal.

“Are you going to say it or not?” Seth grabbed her jaw and gradually increased the pressure of his grip.

She looked anywhere but at him and tightly pressed her lips together.

He chuckled when he saw her defiant expression. “Looks like it won’t be easy to hear you speak,” he

said, releasing her in the end. “Help me to the exit.”

She discreetly relaxed upon hearing his words. Holding onto his arm, she helped him in getting up.

They had barely taken a couple of steps toward the door when it suddenly swung open, revealing a

chilling figure standing in the doorway.