Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 861

It Was Just a Daydream.

Connor snapped his eyes open. The gun was empty-no bullets, no chance of an escape that way. He scowled, fixing his gaze on Claire. "So, you couldn't stand the thought of me dying, huh?"

Claire let out a laugh that echoed crazily in the room. "Oh, Connor, I'm just playing with you. Letting you die easily would be too kind. I still have debts to settle, so of course, I can't let you go just yet."

Connor's face turned cold as ice, a flicker of fear dancing in his eyes. Death didn't scare him. It was just a fleeting moment, maybe even a release for those left behind. But Claire, in her current state, terrified him. She wanted to make him suffer.

He wasn't afraid of his own pain. No, what haunted him was the thought of Claire using Chloe against him, making him watch as she suffered. That was a torment far worse than death by a thousand cuts.

want?" he asked, his voice steady despite

"You'll find out soon enough, Connor. The pain I went through back then? You all have to feel

Claire walked out, leaving Connor locked up again. This time, the door slammed shut, sealing him in complete darkness. It was like a black hole, this darkness—expanding and ready to

was a symphony of pain, the kicks from Claire still burning deep. He could barely stand, but he had bigger worries. Claire had said Chloe was

another room. He slumped against it, the thought of Chloe being so close bringing both comfort and an

of wear had taken their toll. Connor tapped it gently and watched as

the pitch-black room,

the table's edge, he picked up a sharp

against the wall. At first,

realized it was more than that @rhythmic tapping,