Chapter 131

Sophia's hands were locked together so tightly her knuckles went alc.

Every breath she drew felt ragged, quivering with dread. Beside her in the car, Hanks kept his posture rigid.

He knew better than to lay a finger on a woman destined for Harlan Drake.

He valued his own skin too much.

"Listen up," Hanks sald in a low, steady voice. "You're about to meet Harlan Drake. Do exactly what he tells you. Man's got no patience, and he'll break yet if you give him a reason. One swing from him could shatter every bone in that slender arm of yours."

When the car finally stopped, Hanks threw the door open. "Out. Now. Don't make me haul you out myself."

Sophia's legs trembled as she stepped onto the gravel.

The mansion sprawled before her-its cold, imposing silhouette famed by perfectly trimmed hedges.

A heavy sense of foreboding clung to the air. Hanks clamped a hand around her arm and dragged her inside, the grand entry hall gleaming with polished marble floors and crystal chandeliers.

Without a word, he shoved her into a lavishly furnished room.

Inside stood Harlan Drake, phone in hand. The moment he saw her, his eyes narrowed.

He ended his call with a curt, "I'll call you back."

Hanks stood at attention. "Sir, this is Sophia Lancaster. The man who injured your son is Alex-her ex-husband. She knows everything about him. She can bring him here with a single phone call."

Harlan waved a dismissive hand, and Hanks hurried out without another word.

The door clicked shut behind him.

"So," Harlan said, his tone quiet but loaded, "you're Ms. Lancaster. You're exactly as stunning as they said. No wonder my useless son fought over you."

Sophia swallowed hard. "Sir Drake," she managed, voice unsteady "how is

"He's crippled," Harlan answered flatly. He motioned toward the sofa

"Crippled?” Her voice cracked, eyes going wide.

your son doing?"

"Sit," Harlan said, his stare hard. "I don't hit women-generally. You don't need to fear me if you don't give me a reason."

Sophia lowered herself onto the sofa, every motion laced with caution.

thin nightgown clung to her shape, offering

gaze flicked

in next to her, the cushions shifting beneath his

hand reached for her smartwatch, curling around it with controlled force. "Call him,"

fear twisting in

said, cold and clipped. "Because if

shook as she activated

was driving through the city with

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the sight of Sophia's call, he tapped the

bracing himself

voice that came

snapped, "I'm sending you an address. You better

is this?" Alex

you attacked," Harlan growled. "Sophia's with me. that way. I

jaw clenched. "If you

if you want

cut in, voice crackling through the speaker. "You're threatening someone under Kingston protection! Are you so stupid you don't

that screeching in the

a Kingston man, is he? Well, I

better release Sophia," Jasmine spat. "If you don't, Kingston

manage to get inside

are. We're coming. "I'm

Alex, her face etched

the Kingston allies," she said,

pulled the car to a sharp stop in front of

then opened the passenger door for

ready to protest, but he pressed

know you want to protect me," he said softly. "But it's already

to buckle as if his words had stripped her of the

her close, letting her trembling body lean into his

mansion, Harlan punched a number

men. Tonight, we end this with Kingston. If we prevail, their entire Vancouver

trembling, her neck pale in the overhead light. Harlan reached out, brushing a calloused finger along the column of her throat. "So tell me," he said,

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couldn't speak. Her thoughts spun in panic, and she hated How her

fuel for Harlan's

he seized the neckline of her nightgown

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