Loving You In Secret

“You…” Vicky did not even have the chance to get the rest of her words out before Tyler kissed her aggressively.

Vicky’s eyes widened in shock. She wanted to tell him to stop, but all of her words had been forced back into her throat by Tyler to the extent she could not even make a peep.

At first, she still put up a fight, wanting to push him away. However, not long after, she gave in to his kiss. She no longer struggled or resisted. Instead, she let Tyler do whatever he wanted to her, and the two of them devolved into an interlude of tongue and moans and sweat and hands.

Harry—who was driving the car—broke out in cold sweat. The gas pedal was pressed to the limit, and because they came in a hurry, the car they had chosen did not have a privacy glass partition that separated the front and back seats of the car.

Tyler was totally out of control as if he wanted nothing more than to devour Vicky then and there.

‘Please don’t. Please don’t. Please don’t.’ Harry repeated the same phrase mentally. He knew how possessive Tyler could be, and he was sure Tyler would gouge out his eyes if he even saw as much as a little of Vicky’s skin.

Harry had not forgotten how harshly Tyler dealt with the guy who lusted over Vicky. Tyler would rain down his revenge on any guy who so much as glanced at Vicky covetously. In fact, Noah—still lying in the hospital—was the best example of just how Tyler would go to keep any man from looking at Vicky.

Well, he was the one who carried out Tyler’s

was thinking about abandoning the car, Tyler finally stopped

looked at Vicky made his eyes seem

her imprisoned in the room. Even though

to lie to him. Unfortunately, her plan to escape failed. What was even worse was that he lost his trust in her after that and began to watch her more closely. His mood

still wide awake. He would simply be sitting beside her bed, watching her closely. The look in his eyes terrified her so much that she found it

knew how to disguise himself well. However, after she heard what the maid told her, Vicky finally understood how

anything at the time, but for over the 20 years he was alive, he did not receive any warmth or care. This resulted in a loneliness in him that could not

and when he grew up, he was so used to being alone that he refused all those who tried to get closer to

drifter at sea, Vicky the island. He was the darkness, and she the light. Anyone would have