You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1888: How Long Can She Live?

Chapter 1888: How Long Can She Live?

"Listen carefully, cousin," Athena, who had always been aware of Clint's cruelty, had to bow her head

even to him. "I will do my best, but I need some support. I ask for your help and financial assistance."

"Hmph, you've got the nerve to ask me, proving you're not willing to fail. Fine, tell Aldis what you need,"

Clint replied.

With that, he hung up the phone. Athena stared at the now darkened satellite phone screen, her fingers

clenched, wishing she could crush the phone in her hand. Always high and mighty, she had never

found herself in such a situation. Warned by Clint, now she had to ask for everything, a complete

humiliation.

Cloud's betrayal was a slap in the face. It must have been Vicki, the woman with a deep history with

Cloud, who finally swayed him. She should have found a way to directly eliminate them both, to prevent

any future trouble.

A murderous glint flashed in her eyes. Even now, it wasn't too late. This time, she had to set a big trap,

lure them all in, and take them down at all costs. She wanted them to know the price of angering her, a

price no one could bear.

Tossing the satellite phone onto the sofa, Athena's body began to tremble violently, like leaves in the

wind. The craving for drugs surged again. She had been holding back during the call, but now she

couldn't bear it any longer. Without the medication, the torment would gnaw at her heart, making life

unbearable. She knew she couldn't quit anymore. She was utterly ruined. Relying on painkillers to get

through each day, how long could she keep going before her luck ran out?

"Medicine, give me the medicine! Go get it!" Athena yelled, commanding Aldis.

Aldis glanced at Athena, said nothing, and walked to the refrigerator. He retrieved a vial and a syringe

from the cold storage, then returned to Athena's side. Skillfully, he drew the liquid into the syringe and

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Athena was in a severe state, shaking uncontrollably, her body burning up and sweat beading on her

forehead. She paid no attention to anything else. In front of Aldis, she removed her nightgown,

revealing her flawless skin and almost bare body underneath.

Taking the syringe, she tried to inject it into her vein. But her trembling hands made it impossible to find

the vein accurately.

"Help me," Athena's voice quivered as she grabbed Aldis's sleeve. "Quick, I'm in pain."

Watching Athena twist and convulse, Aldis frowned. With a single push, he inserted the slender needle

directly into her vein, and as the medication flowed in, Athena visibly relaxed, her beautiful face

gradually easing.

With the drug in her system, Athena lay back, sighing with relief. As the pain subsided, a lightness

enveloped her, like being in a heavenly realm. Gradually, the intense heat and the pent-up turmoil

within her body seemed to demand release.

Athena's eyes glazed over. Suddenly, she reached out and pulled Aldis to her, pressing his hand

against her almost unclothed body, her voice seductive, "Do you want me? Hmm? Come here..."

Squinting, Aldis, being a man, found it hard to resist such temptation. The woman before him was

undeniably beautiful, like a porcelain doll, meeting all his aesthetic standards. Despite her toxicity, she

was indeed beautiful. With a tug, he went along with her.

Athena let out a satisfied hum. However, as Aldis attempted to go further, he abruptly stopped. As a

member of the Tanaka family, he possessed enough self-control. Although Athena was not in her right

mind, he couldn't easily indulge. After all, Athena was a Yoshikawa. If things went south, he didn't want

to give her any leverage to hold over him.

He pushed her back onto the sofa and stood up, looking down at her in her drug-induced confusion,

with a disdainful snort.

Leaving the living room, Aldis reached the doorway and instructed, "Send two men in to keep your

mistress company, and make sure the door is closed."

"Yes," the black-clad guard outside the door replied.

Aldis left with purpose. Having just arrived in Khebury, Pascaylia, there was much he didn't know. He

needed to investigate thoroughly before completing his mission.

As the effects of the drug faded, Athena regained her composure. Realizing what she had done with

her subordinates, she kicked them to the ground in rage. Without a second thought, she retrieved a

silenced pistol from a hidden compartment beside the sofa. Two muffled shots later, her subordinates

lay lifeless, their eyesstill open, their breaths stilled.

Athena was ruthless in her actions, leaving no room for compromise. Her pride, though not that of a

virgin, had never allowed her to be involved with men. She had always intended to give herself to

Luther. Only recently had she abandoned that idea, consumed by thoughts of revenge.

These despicable men dared to take advantage of her drug-induced state. Athena couldn't bear the

anger within her unless they were eliminated. She was proud and arrogant, and she wouldn't allow

anyone to defile her.

Dressing herself, she called in the guards stationed outside when they heard the commotion. Upon

seeing the bodies lying in a pool of blood, eyes wide and lifeless, the guards were stunned and dared

not make a sound. They silently rejoiced that they had resisted the urge to intervene, knowing that they

might have been in the same position as the deceased if they had interfered.

"Dispose of them," Athena's voice was icy. "Go buy me some contraceptives. And where is Aldis?"

Cursing Aldis in her heart, she couldn't believe he had disregarded her. She had hoped to win him over,

to make him devoted to her cause. That was why she had tried to lure him during her drug-induced

state. She hadn't expected him to resist and instead casually send in another man to satisfy her. She

had to endure it for now, considering Clint's background, but she vowed that he would pay for his

insolence.

The guards quickly cleaned up the living room. A few cleaners arrived to wipe away the bloodstains,

leaving no trace behind.

Sitting back on the sofa, Athena lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. After the injection and her

outburst, she felt completely at ease. She suddenly felt that this was a good way to relieve the pressure

and ease the pain.

Before she set her trap and took them all down, why not indulge herself a little? She had kept herself

pure for Luther, but since he no longer wanted that... She sneered. She would make him regret it!