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!"

but didn't respond, continuing to carry Natalia out of

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

I feel awful," she murmured, rubbing

the drug, made

at her with eyes dark with

Be good," he

Natalia couldn't control her

time they reached their

for a moment before pulling her close and kissing her

himself for

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

the circumstance, he'd rather she hate him later than

her gently, his

I help you feel

Natalia was beyond

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

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

Victor!

unsatisfied, clung to him

now shirtless, pressed her against the

you want

clouded by the drug, stronger than

his touch wandering lower, voice

waiting for her response, Hamilton lifted her,

moment, Hamilton realized he would do anything

mix of

was long and intense, a testament to their

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

into the phone,

voice

Natalia? Taking advantage of her, how are you any different from

darkened, a cold laugh escaping

I hadn't taken advantage, Mr.