"Go, untie the ropes from her body; what’s the point of keeping her bound?" Vincent Fletcher said this to Eric Donovan. "Yes." Eric Donovan lifted his foot and walked towards Talia Rhodes. Their conversation was heard clearly by everyone present. Just earlier, Vincent Fletcher had ordered his men to attack Talia Rhodes. Those men had already rushed towards her like ravenous wolves. Talia Rhodes lay near the edge of the building, quite a distance from them. Halfway there, they stopped in unison upon hearing Vincent Fletcher’s words, swallowing hard, their eyes fervently fixed on Talia Rhodes, impatiently waiting for Eric Donovan to untie her. Talia Rhodes glared fiercely at Vincent Fletcher, her eyes seeming to want to tear him apart. Vincent Fletcher, the pervert, relished this kind of look. A smile played on his lips, his voice pleased, "Do you hate me?" "Too bad. Crushing you would be as easy as crushing an ant. No matter how much you hate me, you can’t do anything to me. The anger of the powerless is my stimulant." Eric Donovan took a few steps forward, pulling Talia Rhodes from the edge of the building and reached out to untie the ropes binding her. The moment the ropes were untied, Talia Rhodes recklessly charged towards Vincent Fletcher. Just as Eric Donovan had dragged her over, Vincent Fletcher was standing nearby, and in that split second, even Eric Donovan couldn’t react in time. The other men were all fixated, with minds full of obscene thoughts, just eager to go up and violate that woman. They assumed Talia Rhodes was a weak woman incapable of doing anything, never expecting that she would dare rush up to Vincent Fletcher for a life-and-death struggle once released. So, at first, no one stopped Talia Rhodes. She successfully reached Vincent Fletcher’s side. Vincent Fletcher reacted swiftly, evading Talia Rhodes’ deadly blow. Immediately afterward, he started attacking in return, "Don’t anyone interfere!" Vincent Fletcher’s eyes blazed with excitement, his entire being in a frenzied state, loudly ordering his men back, forbidding them from intervening. Previously, when he had people monitor Talia Rhodes, the videos reported back from his men often showed her in tears of sadness, drowning her sorrows in alcohol, missing Adrian Jennings. For origınal chapters go to 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩 Vincent Fletcher had assumed this woman was nothing more than a pretty shell, hopelessly in love, unable to live without a man. He knew Talia Rhodes’ profession was a lawyer, but he didn’t regard her any higher because of it. In Vincent Fletcher’s mind, Talia Rhodes was just another fool thinking only about romance. He couldn’t understand why someone like Adrian Jennings would be attracted to a woman like her. If it was just about looks, sure, she was exceptionally beautiful, but there were so many beautiful women, why was Adrian Jennings infatuated with this particular woman? When Vincent Fletcher sent people to capture Talia Rhodes, his men didn’t mention anything about her having any martial skills. After bringing her upstairs, she was pale and full of fear, and to Vincent Fletcher, this woman was no different from other fragile women, a pampered lady only thinking about romance, scared to death at the slightest event, crying annoyingly. He didn’t expect this woman to actually have the guts to rush at him for a fight, and even more, her skills indeed were commendable. Vincent Fletcher had been raised in Aridia with a gang godfather; his training was beyond what ordinary people could endure. When Vincent Fletcher was twelve, his godfather, to toughen him up, abandoned him on a deserted island for survival in the wilderness. At sixteen, he was thrown into an arena to fight to the death with wild beasts. The day he walked out of the arena, Vincent Fletcher gained his first armed forces, with his own military power, he started doing shady dealings for his godfather, fighting against other gangs, committing murder and robbery, while undergoing mercenary-style military training. By eighteen, Vincent Fletcher’s power had grown immensely, capable even of contending with the local military of Aridia. At twenty-four, Vincent Fletcher personally ended his godfather’s life, becoming the leader of Aridia’s largest gang. For a non-human entity like him, Talia Rhodes could never be his match. But in extreme anger and a desperate state, a person can unleash limitless potential. Like Talia Rhodes at this moment. Talia Rhodes knew she wasn’t walking out of this building alive today. Rather than be violated by those vile and repulsive men, she chose to fight Vincent Fletcher to the death. Either way, she’s facing death. Faced with dying in disgrace and filth, or a bloody struggle before death, she chooses to release all her pent-up emotions, venting all her accumulated hatred and fury towards Vincent Fletcher. "Interesting." Vincent Fletcher’s expression shifted from initial disdain to surprise, now becoming intrigued. He had never seen a woman like Talia Rhodes before. Any other woman released from bindings would humbly await violation or end their life by jumping off the building. He considered these two possibilities, but never did he imagine she would rush to fight him to the death... In this moment, Talia Rhodes was like a rampant lion, full of infinite power. Vincent Fletcher’s men were all stunned, fixated where they stood, dumbfounded as they witnessed this exciting, intense duel. All these years, no one had dared engage their boss in such close combat struggles . This woman truly did not fear death. They all knew their boss was someone who had walked out of deserted islands and arenas, having undergone several years of mercenary-style military training. Not to mention women, even the men, trained and used to living by the blade, dared not fight Vincent Fletcher. Although they knew this woman was bound to lose, the duel before them was a visual feast, it had been a long time since they’d witnessed such a marvelous fight. Talia Rhodes attacked Vincent Fletcher viciously, only to be kicked to the ground by him; she then grabbed a piece of rebar nearby and swung it fiercely towards Vincent Fletcher’s head. Vincent Fletcher dodged his head aside, pulling the rebar towards himself with a forceful tug. Talia Rhodes was pulled towards him, seemingly about to crash to the ground, but she let go of the rebar, stabilized herself, and kicked towards Vincent Fletcher’s groin. Vincent Fletcher was taken aback. This woman was trying... really trying to kill him, or possibly make him impotent? He had never seen such an attack, genuinely surprised. He opened his mouth, just about to speak, as Talia Rhodes suddenly lifted her head, their eyes locking. Vincent Fletcher was shocked by the look in her eyes. Her eyes were filled with blood-thirsty frenzy. Vincent Fletcher withdrew the previously playful, disdainful smile from his face. The look was so familiar. Through Talia Rhodes’ eyes, he seemed to see the young boy fighting to the death with wild beasts in the arena years ago.