Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 50

I was gone, yet the killer hadn’t truly been brought to justice.

Colin was bailed out by the Langley family once more, armed with a psychiatric diagnosis and an alibi. The police were powerless, and they had no choice but to let him walk free again.

“You little brat, if you don’t give the Langley family an heir soon, you can forget about ever leaving this place!”

In a daze, I heard a vicious voice. It snapped me back to reality.

“Sir, the drug has been administered, and the woman is in the room. This time, it’s bound to work.”

My heart raced with panic. Where am I? Why are my eyelids so heavy?

“Phoebe…” A raspy voice reached my ears, filled with hurried breaths and a trembling desire that couldn’t be concealed.

Suddenly, a kiss laden with burning urgency pressed upon me, and my shock and dread peaked.

Where is this? Where am I?

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“Mmm…” A low groan seemed to escape my throat as I struggled to resist and to open my eyes, but to no avail.

“Phoebe…” He kept calling my name, yet it felt so alien to me.

His touch was frantic, but I could feel him fighting with all his might to restrain–his desires. It was as if he cherished my body, not wanting to hurt me..

sorry… Phoebe, I can’t control… my

tormented, choking up, apologizing,

I gave up fighting and lost

“Mmm…”

time, the soreness of

as the light blurred my vision.

windows, with

13:11

aching forehead, took a moment to gather myself, and then my eyes snapped

in shock.

Wasn’t I dead?

myself up, I sat bewildered, staring at

prompted a startled cry from me, and I

grabbed my wrist, pulling me back to the safety of

as I stared at the hand, scars trailing from the back of it

back even more scarred, yet the attractive muscle contours seemed to soften the severity. His hair was soft and overgrown,

face clearly, but I forced

contours of his hips were clear and

before me, even I could guess

shocking red. I

body and between my legs rooted me to the

Impossible…

in bed