She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 422:

But clearly, he’d underestimated him.

Locked up or not, restrained or not, Alan was a force of nature.

In what felt like the blink of an eye, over an hour had passed. Kristian stared at the man now bouncing on his bed, feeling a chill crawl up his spine.

“Guess you’re not the mystery guy who can match Mina,” Alan declared, glaring down at him from the mattress. “Time to teach you a lesson.”

Kristian reached for his phone to call Freya and ask where she was—only to remember, with a twitch of irritation, that Alan had shattered it earlier.

Alan, fists clenched, charged at him with wild determination.

He took one step—then tripped and crashed onto the bed.

Kristian didn’t waste a second. He yanked the blanket over Alan, wrapped him tight, and tied it off like a burrito.

Only Alan’s head stuck out, eyes wide with alarm. “Kristian, if you lay a finger on me, my friends won’t let you off the hook!”

Kristian said coolly, his voice

peace, he grabbed a towel and stuffed it

squirmed and struggled, but he

Kristian muttered. After searching around, he finally found some rope and

Alan looked completely panicked.

turned to leave, heading off to find his iPad so he could message

off the bed and onto the floor. Luckily, he was still too drunk to feel

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his face.

his every

burst out, desperation clinging

at the rope he’d painstakingly tracked down earlier, inwardly groaning at the thought

that this buffoon was Freya’s cousin, he

toward the bathroom like

found it nearly impossible to align this disheveled mess of a man with the

circled in Kristian’s mind, the sound of