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!"

to carry

the drug's torment, seeking comfort in

feel awful," she

the drug, made

down at her with eyes dark

stop moving. Be good," he said, his

Natalia couldn't

their suite, Natalia was

before pulling her close

himself

using questionable methods to have Natalia by his side again, but he never

he'd rather she hate

her gently, his

can I help you feel

was

the sound of tearing fabric and the splash

on her from Victor's

Victor!

unsatisfied, clung

now shirtless, pressed her

want me,

the drug, stronger than anything

insisted, his

her response, Hamilton lifted her, seeking to ease her

that moment, Hamilton realized he would do

together, Hamilton's mix of

was long and intense, a testament

complex web of satisfaction and fury. Donning a robe, he

into the phone,

furious voice came through

Taking advantage of her,

darkened, a cold laugh

I hadn't taken advantage, Mr.

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