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 Natalia out

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

awful," she murmured, rubbing

mingled with the drug, made

down at her with eyes dark with

stop moving. Be good,"

Natalia couldn't control

time they reached their suite, Natalia

pulling her close and kissing

hated himself

Natalia by his side again, but he never wanted

he'd rather she hate

her gently, his desires

can I help you

was beyond

tearing fabric and the splash of hot

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

Victor!

unsatisfied, clung to him

now shirtless, pressed

want me,

drug,

his touch wandering

lifted her, seeking to ease her

moment, Hamilton realized he would do anything

they lay together, Hamilton's mix of desire

intense, a testament to their

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

asked into the

furious voice came

Taking advantage of her, how are you

a cold

if I hadn't taken advantage,

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