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…

growing faint, and the edges of her consciousness were beginning to

Will leave. I will…

stood tall amidst the darkness, his imposing

discern his features, Rhea could feel the menace emanating from him

her haste to escape. Her hand flew to

lingering would seal her

Rhea had evacuated the room, silence descended

the torment that was threatening to

out of the taxi and hurriedly made her way to the hotel’s

to Marcus? She had received an unusual call

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