Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 446

"Wilson, please... don't..." Victoria's voice cracked as her face her eyes, and she was barely holding herself together.

w impossibly pale. Tears were pooling in

Wilson didn't even flinch. His cold, strikingly handsome face remained hard as stone, showing no mercy.

"Wilson." Yvette's voice was soft, but it cut through the tension like a knife. Instantly, the fury that

surrounded him vanished, and without a word, he was back at her

Lionel, still on his knees, let out a shaky breath. His face was ghostly white, his body trembling with relief.

Wilson had been seconds away from ending him. Lionel knew that if Yvette hadn't called him off, he'd be dead already.

And the thing that terrified him the most? He hadn't even ned Yvette. The murderous intent Wilson

had unleashed was just from the threat. If he'd actually laid a hand on her...

He didn't even want to imagine what would've happened. Who knew Yvette had such a hold on Wilson?

"Take her to the hospital," Yvette said coolly.

Her fingers slipped into Wilson's larger hand, a small gesture meant to calm him down. She glanced at Victoria, pale and trembling, blood seeping from her scraped knees.

Yvette had pushed her, sure, but it hadn't been that hard. Just a nudge. Still, Victoria had fallen harder than expected. Yvette wasn't about to walk away from that without owning up.

gaze remained locked on Lionel,

in the dungeon," Wilson ordered. "Let him

one praying for

crawled at the thought of it. He shot Lionel a

but if he did,

fear for me. He wasn't thinking. If you need to punish someone, punish me. Just... Don't hurt him." Her soft, broken sobs made

remained cold, unmoved by her pleas. His jaw tightened, and without even sparing her a glance, he turned to Samuel. "Take

Victoria was practically forced into the car, her tear-filled eyes wide with desperation. She opened her mouth as if to say something else, but Samuel swiftly closed the door,

to check on her? She looks pretty bad..." Yvette's voice faltered as Wilson's hand

Wilson's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits,

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be with

she was actually suggesting he comfort Victoria. Did he really mean so little to her? "Are you trying to

slender arms wrapping around his firm waist. "I'm sorry," she said softly. "I didn't mean

this gets you off the hook," Wilson said, his hands gripping her waist with a firmness that made it clear

his anger, bit her lip and then stood on her tiptoes to give him a quick, gentle kiss. She really knew how

to melt away almost instantly. His grip on her waist tightened, and his voice, though still deep and gravelly, held an edge of

toward someone

eyes earnest. "I

the gravity of the

promise you, Yvie, something like this will never happen

At the head of the group was Adam, whose commanding presence was impossible to

Civilized?