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.

simmered but didn't die out completely. His cold, dangerous gaze remained locked on Lionel, practically

Wilson ordered. "Let him

that meant-unimaginable torture, the kind that would leave one praying

He shot Lionel

if he did, he'd

for me. He wasn't thinking. If you need to punish someone, punish me. Just... Don't hurt him." Her soft, broken sobs made her look so fragile, the kind of sight that would make anyone's heart soften. "Wilson, he's already injured. If you send him for

Wilson remained cold, unmoved by her pleas. His jaw tightened, and without even sparing her

her tear-filled eyes wide with

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

you even hear yourself?" Wilson's eyes narrowed into

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to go be with

betrayed, she was actually suggesting he comfort Victoria. Did he really mean so little to

nerve. Realizing her mistake, she quickly pressed herself against him, her slender arms wrapping around his firm waist. "I'm sorry," she

hands gripping her waist with a firmness that made it clear

stood on her tiptoes to give him a quick, gentle kiss. She really

melt away almost instantly. His grip on her waist tightened,

ever push me toward someone

eyes

the gravity of the situation soon

spoke in a low, unwavering tone, "I promise you, Yvie, something like

imposing men stepped out. At the head of the group was Adam, whose commanding presence was impossible to ignore. "You all insisted on tagging along to pick up Yvie," Adam

Civilized?