Chapter 92 He Fucked Me

• Megan’s POV
• I turned around and saw a tall man with a scar like a knife cut on the right side of his face grinning and observing me from head to toe. The look in his eyes scared me, as if he was stripping me naked. “They’ve brought you here. Where are you going?”
• “Let go of my hand. Let me go!” I yelled as I tried to break his powerful grip. And I saw the police car had gone far away from me. I was trapped in this place. The women who had been with me entered a warehouse.