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!"

continuing to carry Natalia out

the

I feel awful," she murmured, rubbing

mingled with the drug, made Hamilton's

looked down at her with eyes

good," he said, his

couldn't control her

the time they reached their

for a moment before pulling her close and

hated himself

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

she hate

gently,

help you feel

was

fabric and the splash of hot water, their desires clashed

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

Victor!

unsatisfied, clung

shirtless, pressed her against

you want me,

drug, stronger

he insisted, his touch wandering lower, voice

response, Hamilton lifted her, seeking to ease her

he would do anything for

as they lay together, Hamilton's mix of

night was long and intense, a

of

into the phone, lighting

furious voice came through

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

a cold laugh

taken advantage, Mr. Joyner,

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