709: A Futile Struggle

A Futile Struggle

Andrew continued to struggle even though his hands and legs were already hurting. His skin already got red as if it was going to bleed from any moment because of the tight rope binding his arms and legs.2

Andrew's bloodshot eyes were glaring dagger at Bishop who had a wicked smile on his face. He was also cursing them, telling them not to touch Alveena.

Bishop picked his ear, getting annoyed by Andrew's loud noise. He signaled his underling to cover Andrew's mouth with the packing tape.

He couldn't concentrate if someone continued cursing and yelling in front of him. One man approached Andrew. He was about to tape his mouth but Andrew suddenly bit his arm.

"Argh! F*ck you! Bastard!" 

The man punched Andrew hard in his abdomen. After that, he threw another punch at his face.

"It serves you right! Bastard!" He gave him another hard kick on Andrew's abdomen.

Andrew groaned in pain. Alveena could hear them. Andrew was being beaten. She had the urge to open her eyes to see Andrew. She wanted to cry and beg them to stop hurting Andrew but she held herself back. 

She needed to be strong. She needed to stall time for them. She was hoping that Bianca and Clifford were now on the move to rescue them.

On the other hand, Andrew was helpless. He couldn't fight them but he was afraid that they would do something to Alveena. He would never forgive himself if something bad were to happen to Alveena.

The man already covered Andrew's mouth. Bishop sneered at him before turning his attention back to Alveena who was pretending to be asleep on the table.

"Why is she not waking up yet? Did you put so much chloroform in the handkerchief a while ago?" Bishop said, feeling impatient. He was already dying to touch Alveena and play with her.

"Go and get another bucket of water. Let's see whether she will wake up or not." Bishop commanded his underling.

Bishop tried to shake Alveena, smacking her face to wake her up but Alveena remained shutting her eyes.

"Damn! This is no fun if she remains asleep," Bishop complained.

When Bishop was no longer paying attention to Alveena, she slowly opened her eyes to see what was happening. 

Bishop was standing beside the table. Alveena's line of sight connected to the gun that was inserted in his waist.

Alveena knew that she could no longer pretend that she was asleep once they splashed water all over her body.

With that thought in mind, Alveena had no choice but to make a move. She couldn't let them touch her. She would prefer to die than be raped in front of Andrew.

Andrew would not forgive himself once he failed to protect her. And it would also be traumatic to her if ever she would be gang-raped by these men. She felt that she would no longer be worthy of him once other men touched her.

Feeling desperate, Alveena reached out her hand to snatch the gun from Bishop's waist. Bishop and others didn't see it coming. Before they knew it, Alveena was already holding the gun and pointing it at Bishop's head.

Andrew's eyes were filled with fears and worries for Alveena.

'Alveena, no!'

"Don't move or else, I will kill your boss!" Alveena said, threatening Bishop and his men.

They were caught off guard by Alveena's bravery. Who would have thought she would try to steal their boss's gun while his guard was down.

"Release Andrew, now!" Alveena commanded them.

Bishop was confident that Alveena couldn't pull the trigger. He just nodded his head, signaling his men. Meeting his gaze, his men understood him.

Bishop smiled inwardly as one man approached Andrew. Alveena had forgotten that Bishop's underlings also had guns.

Alveena thought the one would try to release Andrew and cut the ropes. But to her surprise the man picked his gun, pointing it at Andrew's head.

Alveena's eyes widened in horror while Bishop let out a sinister laughter.

"Put your gun down if you want this man to live. We can kill him here and we have nothing to lose! Don't force me to do this. Our leader's head and your beloved's head. Which is which? We will kill him, capture you again and ask your family for money! It's a win-win situation for us. Woman… you will still lose." 

The man was grinning evilly at Alveena.

"Hahaha, just behave, woman! We are not planning to kill you. We just want money and to play with you. My comrades don't care about me. They just care about money. Don't force them to kill your beloved man." Bishop said, not nervous at all.

He was confident that Alveena couldn't kill him nor let Andrew be killed.

"Give me back my gun and behave. Follow my orders. Let's play and enjoy the night. I promise to make you feel good. If you refuse then say goodbye to your lover. You will never see him again," Bishop added, trying to shake Alveena's resolve.

Alveena tightened her grip on the gun as she clenched her teeth. She was cornered by them again. If she would not follow them, Andrew would be killed.

'Is letting them touch me the only way I can save Andrew? Or should I just shoot myself?' Alveena was in a dilemma.

Then she glanced at Andrew. She saw him shaking his head as if he was asking her to pull the trigger and escape. He would rather die than make Alveena suffer for his sake.

'Leave, Alveena! Just leave and escape. Don't worry about me.'

Alveena's heart clenched inside her chest as she somehow read Andrew's mind. It seemed that both of them were willing to die just to save one of them.

Putting herself in Andrew's position, she realized that she could not kill herself in front of Andrew. To see your beloved sacrificing his/her life was too painful for the other.

Alveena heaved a sigh of defeat.

"I surrender. Please don't hurt Andrew."

'Alveena. NOOO!'

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