Chapter 61

Chapter 61:

Then, one of the man’s companions, looking terrified, warned him, “Mr. Natt, that suit she’s wearing looks custom-made. Only Noah Wall would have one like that. Could she… could she be with him?” Jorma Natt paused, his grip loosening ever so slightly.

Grasping the fleeting opportunity, Sadie managed to stammer, “I… I’m Noah’s wife… just let me go…”

Jorma snorted with disbelief, his eyes laced with sarcasm. “Wife? Since when did Noah ever get married? How come I didn’t know? Noah’s true love is back—and the only person he’s going to marry is Kyla. Who do you think you are, pretending to be his wife?”

With that, he yanked the suit jacket off Sadie and threw it aside with disdain. “You’re not talking your way out of this!” The jacket fell onto the dirty ground.

The faint trace of Noah’s cologne stood in stark contrast to the grimy air.

Sadie knew, deep within her, that there was no escape from this moment.

Jorma grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her toward the Night Owl Bar with ruthless force.

to resist and her cries proved futile. The sounds of the

“Is this Noah’s suit? A woman claiming to be

connected to Noah, it presented an opportunity for him to demonstrate his

the message to

perfume filled the dimly lit room. Sadie found herself harshly tied to a bed adorned with romantic motifs, her wrists and ankles

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prefer it rough or gentle?” Jorma sneered, retrieving several whips

she glared back at him. “You’re a monster!

glare could inflict harm,

only grew more sinister. “You’ve got spirit; that’s what I like to see,” he replied casually, pinning her down

silence was broken by the

was a mix of panic

to push back, but she felt utterly powerless. Jorma relished her vulnerability, delighting in it like a predator

tried to plant a kiss on

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