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.

but didn't die out completely. His cold, dangerous gaze

the dungeon," Wilson ordered. "Let

torture, the kind that would leave one praying for death. Only the worst offenses

crawled at the thought of it. He shot Lionel

survive, but if he did, he'd

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

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

argue, gave a respectful nod. "Yes, Mr. Quinn." Victoria was practically forced into the car, her tear-filled eyes wide with desperation. She opened her mouth as if to say

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

even hear yourself?" Wilson's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, his

Chapter 446

go be

actually suggesting he comfort Victoria. Did he really

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

hands gripping

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

away almost instantly. His grip on her waist tightened, and his voice, though still

me toward someone

her eyes

gaze softened as he looked at her, but the gravity of the situation soon returned to his

low, unwavering tone, "I promise

group of 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 said. "But let me warn

Civilized?