Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 227

Hamilton carried Natalia out of the room, his arms wrapped protectively around her.

Killian was hot on his heels, calling out, "Mr. Fowler, Mr. Henkel."

Victor, who had been kicked nearly senseless by Hamilton, was finally coming around.

He managed a scoff despite the pain.

"Hamilton, are you seriously going to throw down with me over a woman? Don't forget, our families go way back!"

Hamilton's expression was as cold as ice. He stepped forward and kicked Victor out of the way, his shoe pressing down hard on Victor's throat.

"What did you drug her with?"

Victor's eyes widened in fear.

He realized Hamilton wasn't messing around.

"Hamilton, you're really going to do this over a woman?"

With more force, Hamilton pressed down, and Victor felt a terrifying chokehold.

"What did you drug her with!" Hamilton repeated sternly.

Victor's face turned beet red as he struggled for air.

"Got it from the black market. No antidote. It'll fry her brain if left unchecked."

A flash of pain crossed Hamilton's eyes. He tightened his grip around Natalia, then, in a burst of fury, kicked the lying Victor away.

"Keep an eye on him. I'll deal with him personally later," he said, then turned his red eyes to Ronin.

"Mr. Joyner, could you check the room for any hidden cameras or mics? Victor's known for his wild parties. Don't want any footage leaking." Ronin clenched his teeth, his gaze fixed on Natalia in Hamilton's arms.

"Hamilton, you better not touch her, you hear me!"

paused but didn't respond, continuing to carry Natalia

elevator, Natalia became restless from the drug's torment, seeking comfort in

so hot. I feel awful," she murmured,

scent, mingled with the drug, made Hamilton's desire

down at her with eyes dark

moving. Be good," he said, his voice

couldn't

their

hesitated for a moment before pulling her close and

hated himself for

have Natalia by his side again, but he never

the circumstance, he'd rather she hate him later than not act

her gently, his

help

was beyond

sound of tearing fabric and the splash of hot water, their desires

the marks on her from Victor's abuse, felt his rage overtake

Victor!

clung

now shirtless, pressed her against

want me,

the drug, stronger than

he insisted, his touch

Hamilton lifted her, seeking to ease her

Hamilton realized he

lay together, Hamilton's mix of desire and anger towards

night was long and intense, a testament to their

Hamilton finally let Natalia rest, his feelings a complex web of satisfaction and fury. Donning

Hamilton asked into the phone,

furious voice came

What did you do to Natalia? Taking advantage of her, how

a cold laugh

if I hadn't taken advantage, Mr.