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

from the drug's torment, seeking comfort in Hamilton's

hot. I feel awful," she murmured,

scent, mingled with the drug, made

at her with

stop moving. Be good," he said, his

couldn't control her

time they reached their suite,

hesitated for a moment before pulling her close and kissing her

hated himself

had considered using questionable methods to have Natalia by his side again, but

he'd rather she hate him later than not act

touched her gently, his desires

help

was

fabric and the splash of hot water, their desires clashed

from Victor's abuse, felt his rage

Victor!

clung

shirtless, pressed her against

want

the drug, stronger than anything

his touch

response, Hamilton lifted her, seeking to ease her

he

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

long and intense, a testament to

a complex web of satisfaction and fury. Donning a robe, he stepped outside to deal with

Victor?" Hamilton asked into the phone, lighting

furious voice came

Taking advantage of her, how are you any different from

eyes darkened, a cold laugh

hadn't taken advantage,