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!"

to carry

became restless from the drug's torment, seeking comfort

I feel awful," she murmured, rubbing against

with the drug,

down at her with eyes dark

moving. Be good," he said, his voice

Natalia couldn't

the time they reached their suite, Natalia was all over

a moment before pulling her close and

hated himself for

have Natalia by his

the circumstance, he'd rather she hate him later

gently, his

can I help

Natalia was beyond

the bathroom, amidst the sound of tearing fabric and the splash of hot water, their

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

Victor!

unsatisfied, clung

shirtless, pressed

want

by the drug, stronger

me," he insisted, his touch wandering lower,

Hamilton lifted her, seeking

Hamilton realized he would

mix of desire and anger

intense, a testament

dawn approached, Hamilton finally let Natalia rest, his feelings a complex web of

Hamilton asked into the

voice came

did you do to Natalia? Taking advantage of her, how are you any different

a

hadn't taken advantage,