Tyler pulled Vicky to him roughly and stared into her eyes. “Are you women all born to be so heartless?”

His grip was so strong that her wrist began to hurt. She frowned and said, “It hurts… Let go…”

“Sure. Tell me who helped you.”

“I already told you that it was Harvey…”

Before she could finish, the sound of fabric tearing echoed in the room, and her shirt was torn apart.

She was stunned for a moment before she snapped out of it and covered her exposed chest. “Have you gone mad, Tyler?!”

at her with a ruthless look in his eyes

“I don’t know…”

him no matter what, huh?” he scoffed and tore his necktie

do, but the anxiety that overwhelmed her urged her to back

grab Vicky and tossed her onto the bed roughly before tying her wrists skilfully with his necktie and tying the

to return in a few minutes with chains and

at the sight, and she immediately started struggling. “Let me go! Tyler Hart, let me go! You can’t do this to me! You lunatic! Psychopath! I don’t want to be

she

like a pet that was locked

sympathy for her, and what awaited

how she managed to survive that week, but the trauma from it continued to haunt her, and she instantly lost

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