Chapter 520

Chapter 520

Charlotte stepped back, avoiding Aurelia's touch. "You okay? Need help with something?"

Aurelia's face reddened with embarrassment. She trembled as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing whip marks all over her body. The marks hadn't broken skin, but the sheer number of them was alarming, along with teeth marks visible on her nipples.

Charlotte closed her eyes and instructed her to get dressed.

Tears streaming down her face, Aurelia dressed and confessed. "I didn't mean to involve you. Byron has been using my mom's situation to manipulate me. He promised to help free her, so I did things for him."

"Mr. Percy never laid a finger on me. He doesn't even like me. Every time we were together, it was to gather intel on Byron."

"I know Mr. Percy is using me, but I need someone to protect me. Please, help me. Since Byron values you so much, maybe he'll listen to you."

Charlotte furrowed her brow. "Byron's not a bad guy. Are you misjudging him?"

Aurelia shook her head vigorously. "No way!"

She pressed on. "I can't be wrong about him. He's just a jerk, a devil!"

Charlotte couldn't reconcile the obedient Byron she knew with Aurelia's description.

Charlotte held her gaze. "Don't bother coming to me. If you choose to dance with the devil, you'd better be ready for the consequences."

"This is your mess to deal with. And Aurelia, don't play the victim. Weren't your actions all about advancing yourself?"

"If Frederick had been a bit softer, you would've ruined him."

After speaking her mind, Charlotte washed her hands and turned to leave. But Aurelia suddenly grabbed her leg. "You can't walk away. You have to help me. It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, my mom wouldn't be in jail!"

Charlotte couldn't hold back. She slapped her. "That's because you stole. You broke the law first, and your mom took the fall for you!"

"You brought this on yourself. Stop blaming others."

Charlotte pushed her away, her eyes devoid of sympathy. Aurelia had chosen her path and now had to live with it.

After Charlotte left, Aurelia quickly wiped her face and called Byron. "Master, like I said, Charlotte won't believe me or help."

"She's just..."

Thinking of how possessive Byron was about Charlotte, Aurelia stopped herself from badmouthing her and bit her tongue.

Byron hung up the phone and replayed the recording.

Charlotte's words echoed in his ears, stirring desire in his core. Just the sound of her was enough.

He roughly pleasured himself and had Shade bring in a mistress.

The mistress resembled Charlotte in body but had a different face, her head covered with a black hood. Byron pushed her onto the bed, and drove into her without foreplay.

The heat, the woman's muffled moans, all fueled his desire.

As he thrust vigorously, he also roughly played with the woman's nipples, causing her body to tremble.

Just then, Shade knocked on the door. He didn't come in but respectfully called from outside. "Master, Jasper's here to see you."

Filled with lust, Byron spoke calmly. "Let him in."

Jasper took in the scene and his brows pulled together. He turned to leave without a word, but Shade stepped in his way.

Jasper had to face Byron again. "Let's talk after you're done."

Even a glance made him queasy.

Byron chuckled. "Jasper, always so noble. Since you're here, you're not going anywhere."

"Shade."

Jasper sensed trouble. As Shade approached with a grin, Jasper instinctively got defensive. Before he could react, Shade punched him in the gut, doubling him over in pain.

"Jasper, I had to do it." Shade grinned, pulled out a pill, and forced it between his lips before he could react.

Jasper tried to spit it out, but Shade grabbed his hair, making him swallow. "Jasper, relax. It's not a drug, just something to lift your spirits."

Jasper went pale.

After satisfying his urges, Byron smacked the woman's backside, pulled off her hood, and said, "Go look after Jasper."

He lit a cigarette and settled back in his chair to watch.

Byron smirked. "Jasper, you're a doctor. This isn't your regular aphrodisiac. One woman not enough for you?"

The naked woman approached Jasper, but he shoved her back before she could touch him. His body was burning, but his mind was still fighting it. "Stay back, don't touch me!"

The drug took hold, and he panted heavily, his arousal evident, desperate for release.

The woman knelt between Jasper's legs, taking him into her mouth reverently.

Her warmth made Jasper groan in pleasure.

Losing his senses, he mistook her for Charlotte.

He guided her head deeper, chasing something he couldn't reach.

Even after he came, he wasn't done. He flipped her over and kept going, rougher than before.

He thrust into her mercilessly, his movements forceful.

Four more women came in and closed around him, their hands stimulating every inch of him.

Byron watched coldly as Jasper was engulfed by the women, calmly snapping a picture before stepping forward. He grasped Jasper's hair and forced him to look up, glassy-eyed with desire.

This doctor, typically gentle, was now consumed by lust, completely debased.

Byron, with dark thoughts, pondered why Jasper could remain pure by Charlotte's side amidst all this filth.