Chapter 6 I Will Claim You Here

• Ava followed the dim light and saw that the speaker was the campus bully, who had harassed her several times in school. This man had relied on his father's wealth and committed all sorts of misdeeds at school.
• Hugh couldn't conceal his desire any longer. He had dreamed of having Ava for himself back in school, but she dropped out before he could put his plans into action.
• Staring at Ava's delicate face and slender waist, he said with a sleazy grin, "Come, sit by my side!"
• He shot a glance at the seductive woman next to him. She glared at Ava with a hateful look and stomped her feet as she begrudgingly moved to a corner.
• "Sure," Ava responded with feigned ease. She was brimming with unvented anger. If Hugh wanted to be the outlet, she was more than willing.
• As she walked past the men and women lounging on the sofa, disdain was evident in her eyes. She walked through them and calmly sat beside Hugh.
• Hugh ogled her unabashedly, yearning to strip her and have his way with her immediately.
• "Come, have a drink with me," he said, handing her a glass.
• Ava remained impassive, neither accepting nor rejecting the offer.
• "What's wrong? Don't want to drink with me? You're already out here selling yourself. You better drop the act!" Hugh's irritation grew at Ava's aloof demeanor.
• "Yeah, Ms. Mitchell, since you're here, you should serve Mr. Hugh well. Don't act high and mighty."
• "Exactly! Serving Mr. Hugh is a privilege. Many women would kill for this chance."
• The surrounding women cast hostile glances at Ava.
• In their eyes, Hugh was a generous catch. If any woman could catch Mr. Hugh's attention, she would receive tips beyond her wildest dreams.
• Hugh was basking in flattery. He chuckled proudly and said, "Don't worry. I'll be gentle. After all, we were schoolmates once. I would do you right."
• He put down his glass and leaned in with his greasy mouth to kiss her.
• In the next instant, a loud slap echoed through the room, stunning the onlookers who had enjoyed the spectacle into silence. The noisy room went dead quiet.
• Everyone shared the thought. Did she just slap Mr. Hugh? Is she out of her mind?
• She just signed her death warrant.
• The men shook their heads in regret, thinking the beautiful woman was about to meet a grim fate.
• While the women were gloating, seeing Ava as competition who stole away their chance.
• It serves her right.
• Hugh's face was turned from the slap. He was initially stunned. It was the first time anyone had dared strike him.
• Not even his father had hit him, and now this woman had done it.
• Recovering, his eyes were filled with malice. He dropped his gentlemanly pretense. Hugh rose angrily and pinned Ava to the sofa.
• He cursed, "You bitch, you asked for it. I'll deal with you right here!"
• The others sensed his rage. Everything quickly stood aside and watched the show in silence, not daring to intervene.
• "Let go of me! You bastard!"
• Ava shouted furiously and struggled fiercely; however, she lacked the strength to overpower him.
• Hugh watched as the woman beneath him continued to struggle, which only fueled his desire to dominate Ava even more.
• His fingers slid to Ava's collar. With a rough tug, he tore her shirt. The sound of the buttons scattered on the ground was heard.
• Ava felt the cool air on her neck, and tears of defiance rolled down her cheeks.
• This only incited Hugh's desire further. He leaned down to kiss her neck.
• Just as Hugh was about to kiss her, Ava's mind was filled with the mischievous face of her son.
• No! She couldn't give up. For Zeke, even if it meant dying, she wouldn't surrender to this humiliation.
• Her despairing eyes once again lit up with hope. Ava reached for a bottle on the ground and smashed it over Hugh's head without hesitation.
• Instantly, blood was gushing out.
• Meanwhile, Dave was approaching the Siren Club's entrance when he saw Damon striding towards him.
• Before Dave could speak, Damon urgently asked, "Where is she?"
• When his boss finally arrived, Dave sighed in relief. He was glad that he had managed to delay things a bit.
• Respectfully, he said, "In the luxury suite on the second floor!"
• Dave knew that while the boss could be ruthless, it was usually reserved for those who deserved it. The madam hadn't done anything unforgivable, and the boss was merely acting out of anger.
• Following Damon, Dave quickly ascended to the second floor. As they opened the door, a startling sight greeted them.
• The noise of the door opening stunned those in the suite.
• They wondered. Why was so many people were not afraid to challenge Mr. Hugh show up today?
• Damon marched in, followed closely by Dave. Upon seeing Ava on the sofa, her clothes disheveled, Damon's eyes blazed with fury.
• "Break his hands!" Damon's voice was as cold as a glazier, striking fear into the hearts of everyone present.
• "Yes, boss!" Dave nodded slightly. With a gesture, a group of orderly bodyguards flooded into the suite.
• The onlookers were stunned by the sudden turn of events.
• Ignoring them, Damon walked straight to Ava. He removed his jacket to cover her. He saw her defiant expression, and it reminded him of their son. He felt a strange emotion stir within him.
• Noticing her pants intact, Damon felt a wave of relief. Thank goodness he arrived on time. Otherwise, when he learned of this, Aster would never forgive him.
• Damon was helpless. Despite his fearlessness, Aster subdued him completely.
• "I dare you!" When he heard the command, Hugh wiped the blood streaming down his head. "Bah!" He spat to the side.
• Today, he was truly cursed. First, a woman who doesn't know her own place smashed a bottle on his head. Now, a clueless man trying to play hero.
• They didn't even know who he was. After a few days of not tasting blood, they had forgotten that he was the notorious tyrant of the area, someone even his father couldn't control.
• "Do it!" Dave commanded, seeing Damon's impatient expression.