Chapter 341 - Freedom To Captive [FIXED]

Kyle stood there in the opulent dining room, chest heaving from the scuffle, his back against the wall as he eyed Cleopatra warily. She'd straightened her robe with casual grace, that predatory smile still playing on her lips, her fingers glistening from where she'd licked them. The air felt thick, charged with the remnants of her unwanted advance—her hand in his pants, stroking him against his will, her breath hot on his ear as she whispered perversions. He wiped blood from his nose, the metallic tang sharp on his tongue, but his mind raced far beyond the pain. Escape? Impossible. Guards lurked just outside, the sniper's dot could reappear any second, and Cleopatra held all the cards here. Resisting meant death—swift, messy, final. He had no weapon, no backup, no way out alive if he fought back now. He knew he could call her bluff but it was something worth risking right now.