The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 14 Tangled Breaths, Swelling Heat

“Sh*t!”

“Who the hell wants to die tonight?!”

The tattooed man and his crew were furious. Whoever was outside had clearly ruined their mood. Their expressions darkened in unison as they turned to the door like a pack of cornered beasts ready to pounce and tear apart their prey.

Lily didn’t let the opportunity slip.

Taking advantage of their distraction, she bit down on her tongue again, drawing blood–and with it, a sliver of strength.

She didn’t hesitate. She scrambled up and made a desperate dash toward the window.

The second floor wasn’t too high, but it wasn’t low either.

Jumping might hurt–possibly a lot if she landed wrong.

But if the people at the door were part of the same crew, her nightmare would only get worse.

This was her one chance. She couldn’t hesitate.

She shoved the window open and launched herself out!

Bang!

The door burst open just as Simon stormed into the room–just in time to see Lily leap out the window into the night.

“Lily!”

The sight made Simon’s heart lurch.

He didn’t waste a second. He barked orders for his men to handle the situation inside while he bolted

down the stairs.

Funny how fate worked. He had just happened to be passing through that commercial street tonight.

As he and his men were leaving the area, he spotted Lily in the distance–being shoved into the back of a

van.

He wasn’t known for being kindhearted.

In fact, he hated meddling in other people’s business–especially Lily’s.

But for some reason, the image of that van door slamming shut left him with an uncomfortable feeling. After hesitating for just a second, he ordered his driver to follow them.

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“Lily, are you insane?!”

He caught up with her in the alley and found her limping, one hand bracing against the wall as she tried to

escape.

more he looked at her staggering

then strode forward

“Simon?”

expect to

her dance background, she was agile and had managed to land from the second–floor jump without

current pace, she’d be caught again

If she were dragged back into that motel room, the drugs would overwhelm her and make

ever want to touch her.

didn’t protest. Her voice raspy, she said, “Can you take me to the nearest police station? I need

gave her

station and stayed quiet, leaning

hoping the cold air would help her

chill didn’t help. Her head was spinning more and

never once giving her the benefit of the doubt. She couldn’t

influence, she couldn’t stop thinking–he looked kind

herself hard,

an entire bottle of pills down

to herself: There’s no man here. Just a dog. Just

myself to touch

her to the police

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He

had no respect for Lily. None. He even found John’s taste in women

glances at her through the rearview

redness, her torn collar gaping wide, revealing the graceful line of her neck and delicate collarbones. Her skin was soft and pale,

had

long lashes trembling, lips flushed and parted.

“So damn hot…”

her whisper, breathy

air like a spell, teasing his senses and making his mouth

“Lily, shut up!”

his

even hear him clearly. She was losing the ability to fool

wasn’t

she wanted one so

care if the guy was ugly, if he charged money, or had a horrible body–anything to

planned to drop her off at a hotel and

seeing her like this, alone in a room, he couldn’t be sure

What if she jumped?

room was on the 16th

then decided to take her to his villa

City’s top hotel belonged to the Bale family. He didn’t want a scandal

That’s the only

“Lily…”

pulled up to the villa, stopping in

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get out when she suddenly leaned forward and grabbed the