Chapter 61: Possessed By A Demon


    Chapter 61: Possessed by a Demon


    Seeing Isabe''s defiant yet speechless expression, Chloe felt even happier. That damned wench,


    what chance did she have against Chloe?


    Chloe extended her hand and cupped Isabe''s face. This allowed Chloe to feel in control and inflict


    a degree of pain on Isabe. She used a bit of force to pat Isabe''s cheek while maintaining a


    facade of gentle smiles, leading Isabe''s bodyguards to believe they were seeing a harmonious


    sisterly bond.


    Isabe wanted to resist Chloe''s actions, but at this moment, her body had stiffened, and she


    couldn''t move. Breathing became increasingly difficult, and Isabe cursed herself. She was too


    weak; she couldn''t even confront Chloe.


    Chloe leaned in closer to Isabe and whispered in a low voice, "You''re a worthless slut, used up by


    men, and you dare to insult me? How can you even think of challenging me? Do you remember


    how I used to bully you when we were kids? I don''t mind letting you relive those old experiences."


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    Chloe hurled these insults at Isabe, all of which urred in front of Isabe''s two bodyguards.


    However, the bodyguards were positioned some distance away and, due to Chloe''s apparently


    affectionate manner towards Isabe, they couldn''t tell she was actually insulting her.


    As Chloe talked, memories of her traumatic past began to paralyze Isabe. She couldn''t respond


    or defend herself. Her body began to tremble violently. She cursed herself for her enduring


    cowardice and her inability to face Chloe head-on.


    Suddenly, a vision of Emanuele appeared in Isabe''s mind. He was a massive, fierce man filled


    with a wild aura. People were afraid of crossing him, and nobody felt safe around him. Yet, she had


    been rtively at ease by his side. If she could even handle Emanuele, the demon, why should she


    be afraid of Chloe, who only had a reputation for bullying her?


    With this thought, Isabe somehow found the strength to push Chloe away. At first, Chloe had


    been gleefully mocking her clumsiness, her fear, her cowardice. But she had not anticipated being


    physically pushed. Consequently, Chloe lost her bnce and fell backward with a shriek,nding on


    the ground in a rather disheveled state.


    "Isabe, why would you push me? I was only suggesting that you be kinder to Emanuele. Or do


    you have some grievances against him? Is that why you didn''t listen to me?" Chloemented.


    Isabe had to hand it to Chloe for her quick thinking. In an instant, she hade up with a


    convenient excuse, painting herself as the injured party, in an attempt to make her bodyguards


    believe her words.


    Chloe remained seated on the ground, looking at Tony and Harry. "Gentlemen, could you please


    help me get up?"


    Tony and Harry exchanged a nce and exchanged a knowing look, but neither made a move.


    They were Isabe''s bodyguards and had spent enough time with her to understand her character.


    They weren''t quick to believe Chloe''s words.


    Seeing that her act was not working and noticing the gathering crowd, Chloe had no choice but to


    stand up on her own. She then turned to Isabe and said, "Isabe, you''ve changed so much. You


    used to be obedient, loving, and close to me. It saddens me. Can our sisterly rtionship never go


    back to how it was?"


    Isabe suddenly felt that if Chloe pursued an acting career, she could easily win an Academy


    Award.


    "Chloe, I''ve changed, haven''t you?" Isabe looked at Chloe, who had been humiliated in front of


    others to maintain herdylike image. She suddenly realized that Chloe wasn''t as fearsome as she


    had once thought, not invincible. All she needed was a little more courage, wasn''t that right?


    Chloe fixed a hateful gaze on Isabe. She walked up to her and whispered in a venomous tone,


    "You think Emanuele can protect you forever? Isabe, your time''sing."


    When the moment arrives, she would absolutely, without a doubt, use Isabe''s head as a football.


    Once Chloe left, Isabe felt an immense sense of rxation. She was now brave enough to


    confront Chloe. It seemed like she was gradually emerging from the nightmare that Chloe had


    inflicted on her.


    She believed she couldpletely ovee Chloe. Isabe thought, with the courage she had just


    disyed, she could handle anything Chloe threw at her in the future.


    That night, as Isabey in bed, half-asleep, she suddenly felt a presence invading her room. The


    room remained dark, with only the faint light from the living room spilling in. Isabe could see a


    man, as massive as a mountain, pressing her down and tearing at her nightgown.


    The man''s domineering presence filled the room, and an intense feeling of oppression swept over


    Isabe. He kissed her passionately, his tongue probing her lips hungrily.


    In the hazy night, on the soft andfortable bed, Isabe was gradually losing herself in the


    passion. She held Emanuele''s face, and their tongues engaged in a sensual dance.


    Emanuele''s hands found her breasts and squeezed them forcefully, causing her some difort.


    However, the pain only seemed to heighten the intensity of the moment.


    Then, the man released her lips, trailing kisses down her neck and nibbling at her breasts. Isabe


    felt her body bing increasingly sensitive, her inner desire growing stronger, yearning for


    Emanuele to take her with raw intensity.


    But Emanuele was being exceptionally rough, more so than usual. It struck Isabe as odd, and she


    noticed a strong scent of blooding from him. Isabe began to feel a sense of unease.


    She cried out, "Emanuele, are you okay?"


    Something was terribly wrong, too wrong.


    Emanuele''s name seemed to snap him back to reality. He looked at Isabe and softly whispered,


    "Isabe."


    Isabe saw that Emanuele''s eyes, usually a warm hazel, had turnedpletely ck, filled with


    darkness and an icy, bloodthirsty aura. He looked like a vampire, devoid of any humanity.


    This sight startled Isabe.


    At that moment, Emanuele seemed to slowly regain his senses, and he immediately roared, "Get


    out!" Isabe, still bewildered about what had just happened, found herself being guided by Phillip


    towards the door. He said, "Boss needs to calm down, Miss Gould, pleasee with me." As


    Isabe hastily wrapped herself in her robe, Phillip led her out and closed the bedroom door.


    Staring at the tightly closed door, Isabe was left to contemte Emanuele''s peculiar behavior.


    She had never witnessed such a side of him, as if he had been possessed by some malevolent


    force, devoid of any glimmer of light. Yet, in that moment, he seemed intensely desperate for her.


    Isabe lowered her gaze to her body, marked with bite marks and bruises, reminders of


    Emanuele''s unexpected roughness.