A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 719 719

Suddenly.

The doorbell rang.

Zoe Summers jumped to her feet.

She said, "I'll get the door."

At this moment, none of the family had any idea that a huge tragedy was about to happen.

It was also this tragedy that stirred up a massive storm in Rexton City.

The aftermath of this incident was no less than wiping out the influence of The Maplewood Gang.

"Who is it?"

Zoe still had some sense of safety.

She called out through the door.

A voice answered, "Sorry to bother you, we're from the neighborhood committee, here to do a quick population survey."

Zoe didn't suspect anything.

She opened the door directly.

A sharp dagger suddenly thrust in and pressed against her neck.

Then a powerful hand clamped around her body, and that dagger was laid horizontally across her throat.

Zoe was so scared she didn't even dare breathe loud.

"Zoe, who is it?"

Javier Summers called out.

He turned his head to look.

He saw five men wearing masks filing into the apartment.

And Zoe had already been subdued by them.

The couple were instantly dumbfounded.

They thought they'd run into a home invasion robbery.

"Bro, bro, please don't hurt my daughter, we'll give you money, we'll give you money, however much you want we'll give it to you…"

There were six of them in total.

One wore a white mask, the other five wore black masks.

The one in the white mask glanced around and then sat down lazily.

He waved his hand.

Two subordinates in black masks rushed out immediately and pinned down Javier.

"Spare us, bro, spare us, we won't resist, and we won't call the cops, whatever you want, just take it."

Javier kept begging for mercy.

He didn't get a response from any of them.

One of them pulled a rope out of the bag he carried.

He directly tied up Javier's hands and feet.

Then he took off Javier's socks and shoved them hard into his mouth.

They pushed him down in the corner of the room.

At this time, Zoe was released.

Her mother Stella Stone yanked her to her side, the two women huddling together, shaking.

They kept pleading.

The man in the white mask looked at the two helpless women, his gaze sweeping them up and down.

"Take off your clothes."

A man in a black mask beside him said.

This sentence made Javier in the corner start struggling.

He tried to get up from the floor.

But it was all in vain.

Because two men were watching him.

He hadn't even gotten up before he was kicked several times in a row.

Stella and her daughter started crying when they saw it, and they even wanted to rush over to save him.

They were blocked by the other two men.

The black mask standing next to the white mask continued, "Strip naked, I'll say it one more time, otherwise this man is gonna suffer."

As soon as he finished.

One of the black masks watching Javier.

Pulled out a dagger.

And pressed it against Javier's neck.

Stella panicked as soon as she saw that.

She said in terror, "I'll take it off, I'll take it off, just don't hurt my husband, and don't hurt my daughter."

After she spoke.

She stepped forward.

She was wearing a cotton nightgown, a one-piece dress.

Under the stares of so many men.

She gritted her teeth.

Lifted the hem.

And took off the nightgown.

Once she stripped, the eyes behind all those masks lit up.

For a woman in her forties, her figure was unexpectedly well maintained.

Her skin was pale and smooth, with not a trace of flab; where it should be full it was full, where it should curve it curved, extremely enticing.

"Underwear too."

The black mask by the white mask kept giving orders.

Stella cast a bitter look at Javier in the corner.

As if telling him, Husband, don't blame me, I'm doing this to save our family.

And Javier could only groan through his blocked throat, unable to cry out, unable to move, tears streaming down; that kind of despair was something most people could never understand.

She unhooked her bra.

Revealing the two soft, springy white rabbits inside.

Then.

She slipped off the only thing covering her lower body.

Two hands weren't enough to hide everything, so Stella could only stretch one arm across to cover the two "grapes" on her chest, and use the other hand to shield her most secret place.

"I've already taken it off, can you let my husband and daughter go, I'll do whatever you want."

Stella said firmly and decisively.

The man in the black mask glanced at the man in the white mask.

As if getting some kind of signal.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Zoe, who was cowering to the side: "You, come here, and take all your clothes off too."

"No, please, sirs, she's still just a child, don't hurt her, don't hurt her…"

Stella cried as she begged.

The white mask was unmoved.

He snapped his fingers.

The man holding the dagger slightly increased his strength.

The sharp blade cut into the skin of Javier's neck, and you could see a line of blood being squeezed out and dripping down.

"Don't hurt my dad, I'll do it, I'll take it off!"

Zoe took a step forward.

She walked over to Stella's side.

Her hands trembling as she unbuttoned her top.

Then she pulled off her pajama pants.

The bra and panties underneath—she didn't hesitate this time—were stripped off quickly, leaving herself completely naked.

The mother and daughter stood side by side, completely bare.

Using their hands to cover their private parts.

But even like this, the scene was intensely erotic.

One had the air and allure of a mature woman, the other had the youth and freshness of a young girl.

And both women had great figures.

The man in the white mask finally couldn't hold himself back.

He slowly stood up.

The men in black masks knew exactly what he wanted to do.

He ordered, "You two, kneel on the couch side by side."

The mother and daughter looked at each other, tears streaming, both knowing exactly what was coming next.

They glanced at Javier in the corner.

Afraid that if they disobeyed, Javier would be the one to pay.

Stella turned around first.

She knelt on the couch.

Leaning her upper body forward so that her hips were raised high.

The plump valley between her thighs was instantly exposed in front of the white mask.

"Sirs, I'm begging you, you can do whatever you want to me, just don't hurt my daughter, okay? Do whatever you want to me, I'm begging you."

Stella kept pleading.

But the man in the white mask didn't react at all.

The black mask pointed at Zoe and said, "You, get down like your mom."

Zoe choked and sobbed.

Her body trembling.

She knelt down beside Stella as well.

Imitating her.

She assumed the same posture.

One full and ripe, one tender and young; one a dense forest, the other barely a patch of grass.

The man in the white mask walked behind them and squatted down.

He took his time admiring the two mysterious places.

Then he reached out with a hand for each one, covering them, and began to roam around the edges of those wet valleys…