บท 152: CHAPTER 152: PUNISHMENT

Zarina's futile struggles continued as Draymond carried her over his shoulder like a sack of rice. She continued to punch his back with all her strength, demanding to be set down.

"Put me down, damn it! Put me down, you bastard!" she screamed, her punches landing on his unyielding back. Draymond appeared unfazed, delivering a playful spank to Zarina's derriere.

"You're just making yourself tired screaming; no one will hear you here," he remarked dismissively.

"Fuck you!" Zarina retorted, her resistance diminishing as she hung over Draymond's shoulder like a defeated fighter.

Keiffer ran towards them, panting and sweating. "Dray, where did you find her? Damn, this woman seems to be a horse in her past life. First, she kicks me so hard in my balls, and now she runs like a horse in a rodeo," he complained, standing akimbo and breathing heavily.