All too late for his love

Chapter 87

Bending her legs, she kneeled on the ground. It felt like a dagger was slowly stabbing her heart, drowning out the last glimmer of hope within her with her blood.

As the first light of morning filtered through the curtains, Zayn rose from the bed. After putting on his meticulously tailored, black, high–end suit, stood tall, exuding refinement.

he

Meanwhile, she laid huddled in bed, utterly disheveled, like an ant crushed underfoot. No matter how hard she struggled, a single step from others would render her helpless

noticed the glaring red stain on the sheets. Seeing the blood, a savage fury flashed across his usually refined

strode forward, gripping Willow’s neck harshly. “Willow, you’re quite something, aren’t you? You’re willing to do anything just to seduce men,” Weary, Willow

Mr. Carter?” Willow slowly opened her eyes. Her

I have nothing to say to you. You’re right. I’m

Zayn tightened his

“Mr. Carter, don’t forget to transfer the money to the Rumpus Club as soon as possible.

money only furled Zayn’s hatred. He glared at Willow with

surgery before your 18th birthday night too? I thought you were so pure back then. Turns out you

extreme humiliation made her lips

herself to him,

through thick and thin. She