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.

haunted Sadie’s eyes. Her attempts to resist and her cries proved futile. The

Noah’s suit? A woman claiming to be his wife was just taken into the Night

or not this woman was connected to Noah, it presented an opportunity for him to demonstrate his loyalty and

quickly forwarded the message

of perfume filled the dimly lit room. Sadie found herself harshly tied to a bed adorned with romantic motifs, her wrists and ankles bound so tightly that they caused her

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or gentle?” Jorma sneered, retrieving several whips from a tool cabinet and

back at

could inflict harm,

sinister. “You’ve got spirit; that’s what I like to see,”

the

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to push back, but she felt utterly powerless. Jorma relished her vulnerability, delighting

he tried to plant a kiss on Sadie’s

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