Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 505

Chapter 505: Chapter 505 Hill
“Fine,” she said, her voice steadier now. “But you leave my family out of this. Do you understand?”

The leader raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by her attempt to negotiate.

“You’re in no position to make demands,” he said, his voice low and dangerous.

“But I’ll play along—for now. Just remember, one wrong move, and your husband and kids pay the price.”

Adele’s jaw tightened, but she said nothing. She turned towards Ross, her mind racing as she tried to figure out how to navigate this impossible situation.

As she approached him, she could see the calmness and perhaps arrogance in his eyes, the way his hands tried to break free as he struggled against the ropes that bound him. She knelt beside him, her voice soft but urgent.

“Listen to me,” she whispered. “We’re going to get through this. Just stay calm, and do exactly as I say.”

Ross nodded, his breathing slow and relaxed.

Adele glanced over her shoulder at the leader, who was watching them with a twisted smile.

She knew this was far from over, but for now, she had bought herself—and her family—a little more time.

And in a situation like this, even a few extra moments could mean the difference between life and death.

“What are you doing, Adele?! Don’t do it! Just run and take our children with you! Leave us!” Steven’s voice cracked with desperation as he struggled against the ropes binding his wrists.

His breath came in ragged gasps, his eyes wild with fear. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

This was meant to be a simple weekend getaway—a chance to relax, to bond as a family, to escape from the pressures of everyday life.

But now, their dream vacation had twisted into an unthinkable nightmare.

Adele knelt frozen for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest like a war drum. Her husband’s words rang in her ears, pleading with her to flee, to save their daughters, to abandon him and the others.

But how could she? How could she leave him behind, knowing what these men were capable of?

“I’ll be fine, darling. We’ll get through this,” she said, forcing a smile she didn’t feel. She needed to be strong, for him, for their girls. If she broke now, if she let the terror take hold, they were all doomed.

But deep down, she, too, wanted to wake up from this horror. To pretend none of it was real. But pretending wouldn’t save them.

She turned to Ross once again, swallowing the lump in her throat. Each second felt like a death sentence. Her mind screamed at her to run, to fight, to do anything but what she was about to do.

Yet she knew she had no choice. But not in front of her husband. Not in front of her daughters.

She hesitated, then took a deep breath before addressing the gang’s leader, a cruel-looking man with a jagged scar running down his cheek.

“Can we do this somewhere private?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

The leader laughed, a harsh, mocking sound that sent chills down her spine.

“Why are you making demands, bitch? Can’t you see where we are? This is the wilderness, not some fancy hotel. Move it. And if I get bored, or if you take too long, me and my boys will have some fun with your daughters too.” His grin widened, revealing yellowed teeth, and Adele felt bile rise in her throat.

Her legs trembled beneath her, but she forced herself to stand tall.

“Okay,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. There was nowhere to run. No one coming to save them. She had to do whatever it took to keep her family safe.

She looked at Ross, who was tied securely to a wooden chair, his wrists and ankles bound with thick rope. His dark eyes burned with barely contained fury.

“I’m sorry, Adele,” he muttered under his breath.

“I’ll make these bastards pay with their lives later.”

His words were filled with anger, but Adele could hear the frustration beneath them. He still didn’t grasp the reality of the situation.

He acted like a stubborn child refusing to accept that, for now, they were completely at the mercy of these men. Yet, even as she thought that, she couldn’t deny that Ross was a good actor.

He looked furious, but was he actually afraid?

“Shhh… don’t talk,” she whispered, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.

The last thing she wanted was to provoke their captors further. If they angered them, things could spiral out of control faster than they already had.

Adele swallowed hard, her mind racing. There had to be a way out of this. Some way to turn the tables.

But for now, all she could do was play along—and pray that an opportunity would come before it was too late.

Adele moved quickly, her hands trembling as she reached for Ross’s shorts.

She didn’t want to drag this out any longer than necessary. The sooner it was over, the sooner she could find a way to protect her family.

But even as she steeled herself, a deep sense of humiliation and dread settled over her like a suffocating weight.

Ross sat tied to the chair, his expression unreadable. His breathing was steady, though she could see the tension in his jaw.

Was he angry? Embarrassed? Or simply playing along, waiting for the right moment to strike?

Whatever the case, Adele had no time to dwell on it. She grasped the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down.

Beneath them, he wore a pair of dark boxers. Her fingers hesitated for a fraction of a second before she tugged those down as well. And then she froze.

The moment his length was revealed, she found herself staring—completely unprepared for what she saw. A deep flush spread across her cheeks, and for a second, she forgot to breathe.

She wasn’t the only one caught off guard.

A stunned silence filled the air before one of the goons let out a crude whistle.

“Damn! No wonder this bastard keeps chasing after pretty girls,” the thug sneered.

“With a giant cock like that, he could make any woman scream his name.” His laughter rang out, joined by the chuckles of his companions.