Her embrace offered a hint of relief, a balm to his inflamed senses. Marcus hesitated, granting Rhea a sliver of hope. Had she succeeded?

Her hope, however, was abruptly shattered when his hand clamped onto her throat, the veins on his hand bulging out.

“It seems like you have a death wish. I’ll grant it for you,” he snarled.

“Ugh…

Marcus’ grip intensified, and Rhea gasped for breath like a fish out of water, teetering on the precipice of death.

“Marcus, I… Let go…of me…

were beginning to blur. Only then did Marcus release her, letting her crumple

I will… leave

amidst the darkness, his

features, Rhea could feel the menace emanating from him

her feet, leaving the silk scarf that had fallen from her neck in her haste to

would seal her

evacuated the

squeezed his burning eyes shut, cursing the

taxi and hurriedly made her

had

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