My Beautiful Boss novel Chapter 103

"Aren't you going to fight back? Come on, we like that! There's no fun in an easy picking."

The five men grinned as they licked their lips like starving wolves. Together, they charged at her!

Astrid was extremely terrified!

In her panic, she grabbed the kettle beside her and flung towards them.

The man at the front looked at her with disdain. To him, she was as good as dead. Her struggle was futile.

He shoved the kettle aside with a wave of his hand.

The kettle looked ordinary. Surely, it would be easy to fling to the side, he thought.

Little did he know, the vessel still contained the boiling water that Astrid was preparing.

Upon impact, the water in the kettle sprayed all over their naked bodies.

Did anyone really know what it felt like to have scalding hot water all over your body? The five men did, now.

They wailed in pain and agony, regretting their decision to remove their clothes too hastily.

Now, their upper torsos were as red as lobsters.

Taking the opportunity to escape, Astrid hurriedly went towards the door at the other side of the house.

Wasting this chance could have meant forfeiting all her means of escape.

The five men were shocked when they saw IT and immediately rushed to stop her, but it was too late.

She was already out of the room.

"Damn it, bitch, you can't run away,"

they shouted as they chased after her.

They ran with utter disregard for their burns and injuries. At that moment, catching Astrid was their top priority. They'd be in big trouble if she managed to get out of the hotel.

Astrid ran as fast as she could, without looking back. She didn't even dare take the elevator. She used the stairs instead.

Despite her efforts, there was no denying that she wasn't faster than five strong men. A hand grabbed her hair even before she reached the stairway.

"You think I'm a fool, stinky bitch? I'll show you who the real fool is," the fierce man said as he dragged her by the hair, turned her around, and slapped her hard across her face.

Red marks and blood streaks appeared on her face and the corners of her mouth from the impact.

"Help, help, someone is killing me!"

she yelled desperately, determined not to submit at all costs. She knew what awaited her if she did: infinite hell, and possibly death.

Despite her dizziness and pain, she screamed frantically, crying for help in hopes of getting the attention of the other guests on their floor. This could be the only way for the five men to restrain themselves.

The fierce man frowned at her insolence, curled his lip, and gave her even more slaps. "Cry all you want, stinky bitch. No one can hear you. I booked all the rooms on this floor, myself."

Despair flashed across Astrid's eyes upon hearing this, but she continued crying hysterically, as loudly as she could.

A miracle might happen, she hoped.

"Do you want to do this the hard way? Go back to the room and I will show you what a nightmare looks like,"

the man said as he pulled her hair and dragged her towards the room in the distance.