The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 817
In Ventropolis Prison, inside a dimly lit prison cell with no light coming from outside, Cecilia woke up in ragged clothes. Her feet
were shackled with iron chains, and silver handcuffs restrained her hands.
Fred Turner, who was wearing a black uniform, buttoned his collar button. The scar at the corner of his eye looked hideous under
the dim light. He said, “You’ve been following him for so long. I never expected you to be a virgin.
“The few of you take her for a wash. Don’t let her die.”
“Yes, Mr. Turner.”
“You bastard.” In anger, Cecilia suddenly got up. Before she could even get close to Fred, her leg was hit by a baton. Cecilia
screamed painfully and lay on the ground in agony.
Fred, with his hat on, walked over to her and looked down at her, “No one has dared lay a hand on me on my turf. You’re the
first.”
Cecilia responded, “I’m your boss’s woman. You’re just his dog. If Zach finds out about this, he won’t spare you.”
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Fred had slept with and most of them were prostitutes. He had even slept with the high-and-mighty lady from the Young family.
But Cecilia is the first virgin he had been with. He had been relatively gentle with her compared to the rough treatment he gave to
other women in bed.
He said, “If you dare speak to me like that again, I’ll sew your mouth shut with my own hands.
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Cecilia remained silent.
He continued, “Since it was your first time, you’ll be mine from now on. There’s nothing but desolation within tens of miles from
here. Don’t even think about escaping. If you behave well, I can let you go out and have some fun.”
After Fred left, other prison guards dragged Cecilia to a different place. There was a large bath. there surrounded by black tiles.
The environment was much better than where she had been just now.

On the way here, Cecilia was molested by these men who had not been with any women for a long time. She stood in the bath to
clean the dirty parts of her body. She was lost in her thoughts, ‘I didn’t expect to accidentally have relations with Fred.
‘That despicable man had been rough and never treated me gently. I had several bruises caused by him.’
The last time at Supreme World, after Zach was taken away, she had accidentally consumed a strong aphrodisiac. She was
confused, and her sexual desires greatly impaired her ability to think clearly. She wanted to just find any man to serve as her
antidote but had stumbled upon Fred.
After he forced himself on her in a safe passage, he imprisoned her in the pitch-black prison. That was where he had his way
with her all day.
Cecilia had come close to death because of his act. She was not actually a virgin. Her first time had been given to a loan shark
as a form of payment by her heartless father.
Later, to preserve her reputation, she secretly worked and saved money to undergo hymen repair surgery. Only she knew about
this.
Fred was in his office, answering a phone call, “Your woman did taste quite good. Next time, send me more good ones to play
with.”
“Don’t play her to death. She’s still useful to me.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on your people.”
After a brief conversation, the call ended. After he put down the phone, his longtime assistant asked, “Why do you still listen to
his orders? It’s been so many years, and you’ve already paid your debt to him. With your current position, we don’t have to fear
him.”
Fred responded, “Because we’ve faced death together. He not only saved my life, but we’re also the same kind of people.
“It’s been more than a decade. Even if we become enemies, he’s the only one I consider a worthy opponent.”
Fred felt they were more like perfect partners. They both had equally great ambitions.
Zach was good at strategic planning and manipulation. He would never kill someone with his own hands. He was best at using
others to carry out the deeds for him. He was extremely careful.

But Fred was different. He preferred to do it with his own hands. He even liked using a knife. When dealing with the people Zach
wanted to deal with, Fred would not let them live. He would also never leave any traces.
If Zach wanted someone to be killed, Fred would be his best choice to perform the act. And Fred was more than willing to do that
for his partner.
Fred’s assistant said, “But we can’t just keep cleaning up his mess for him every time. When the Burton family died in prison, our
affairs almost got exposed.”
Fred was wiping his gun when he heard that, and a hint of cold light flashed past his emotionless, sharp eyes.
In the next moment, a loud sound could be heard. The person who was standing in front of him suddenly fell to the ground.
Smoke was still coming out of the
gun muzzle.
The guards outside seemed like they were used to this. They just calmly dragged the out of the room.
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An hour later, Cecilia, who was now clean and dressed in a fresh set of clothes, was brought to Fred. She wore a black
spaghetti-strapped dress. The prison was filled with cold air. Cecilia was trembling due to the cold. Her wrists and ankles were
still in shackles.
Fred was wearing boots and crossed his legs. The scar near his eye made him look like a ferocious demon. When he saw the
sexy Cecilia approaching, he put his leg down and parted them, “Come over here and kneel down...”
Upon seeing the gun that he put on the table, Cecilia went around the side and rushed over. Before she could pick it up, Fred
grabbed her hair and pulled it forcefully.
It was so painful that Cecilia kneeled in front of him. The bruise on her face had not yet faded. Fred’s menacing voice could be
heard, “Should I break your hands or your legs? Or should I sever the nerves in your hands and feet?”