Chapter 82
Parker decided to drop by unannounced in the suburban club to check on his property. His long strides carried him leisurely down the path, his rnind barely registering the task Ludwik had mentioned earlier.
However, as he passed a certain private lounge, a woman’s cry echoed from within, a sound oddly familiar.
The refined glint behind his rimless glasses sharpened with curiosity.
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What a coincidence, he mused.
Parker signaled to his men with a smirk that did not quite reach his eyes.
With a forceful kick, the door was flung open.
The dimly lit interior was spacious. Parker sauntered in, pulling back the curtains to reveal a chaotic scene on the bed, his eyes flashing coldly. He glanced at the scantily clad woman screaming for help, then leisurely removed his suit jacket and tossed it down at her.
“Pa–Parker.” Tiana looked up, her small face a mask of terror and confusion.
Parker’s men quickly overpowered the three thugs.
His cigarette dangled from his lips as he strolled over and planted his foot on the waistband of one scoundrel’s jeans. The cultured outline of his face, accentuated by his glasses, contrasted with the sinister aura emanating from beneath those lenses.
Tiana watched as his cigarette slowly lowered, lighting the crotch of the three men on fire, his foot pinning them down as they began to wail in agony.
Meanwhile, he did not even flinch the slightest.
Parker finally lifted his foot only when the smell of singed cloth filled the air.
Tiana was paralyzed with shock, the threat she had faced moments before from almost getting raped paling in comparison to the dread now gripping her.
Staring at the man’s sophisticated profile, she trembled. Was this man a demon?
The thugs, their jeans in tatters, crawled away in terror.
Parker stood up, his hand nonchalantly pocketed, and glanced at the bed. Frowning, he scolded his men, “Turn around.”
that the girl on the
He had not even shown a
“Kid, how long are you going
snapped back to reality with a shiver. Kid? What did he mean by
suddenly realized her exposed collarbone and quickly covered herself with a scream of indignation. “Parker, you saved me, but how can you be
anger made her chest swell
eyes darkened. Did she even realize she was revealing her
burned with shame. She would have given him a piece of her mind if she were not bruised
scooped her up with a look of disgust and carried her out to his car. She seemed off, and he realized she must have
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like a kitten, inching
The driver chuckled.
his muscular build made a comforting cradle for Tiana, and she seemed too comfortable
brow. “Could
who had always been calm even in the face of storms, suddenly stiffened, his
intrusive woman away, convinced her
“Drive faster!”
at the
dawn approached, Whitney received
eyes swiftly to find a nurse by her bedside, probably called in by the doctor. She
now in the same hospital as her. Thus,
his voice filled with
burst into the
her medication wearing off, opened her eyes in fear. “No, don’t come any
had Tiana gone through? She grabbed Tiana’s hand, saying gently,
on Tiana, and a chill fell
wrong, Tiana?” Whitney’s eyes began to
retorted, “What’s wrong? I almost fell victim to Gunner and Stella’s scheme. You knew, didn’t you? Stella said you were aware of their affair. Why did you keep it from me? You made me look like a fool!
moment. “She found out?”
I didn’t do it on purpose. I
having sex? My heart shattered into pieces! I even ended up almost
recoiled, her heart pierced by
chiding Tiana for upsetting Whitney. “Stop saying such things. Whitney was beaten in jail, and
and the bruises peeking under
within her, and
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