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

became restless from the

awful," she murmured, rubbing against

the drug, made Hamilton's

down at her with eyes

good," he said, his voice

couldn't control her

they reached their suite,

before pulling

hated himself

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

she hate him later than not act at

her gently, his

can I help you feel

Natalia was

bathroom, amidst the sound of tearing fabric and the splash

Victor's

Victor!

clung to him

shirtless, pressed her against

want

was clouded by the drug, stronger than

me," he insisted, his touch wandering lower,

Hamilton lifted her, seeking to

he would do anything

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

and intense,

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

asked into the phone,

voice came

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

a

hadn't taken advantage, Mr. Joyner,