Chapter 450:

“Become mine, Miss Holland, and you’ll want for nothing.”

Before his fingers could make contact, a hand shot out to capture his wrist in an iron grip.

The force was so intense that Rolf thought his wrist might snap in half. A sharp jolt of pain cut through the alcohol-induced haze clouding his mind, clearing it in an instant. He winced, his teeth gritted as he glared at Nate. Fury burned in his blood, and he spat out a curse.

“Who the hell are you? How dare you lay a hand on me? Are you looking for trouble?”

Seeing Nate, the coldness in Corrine’s eyes instantly vanished, a slow smile curling her lips.

“What are you doing here?”

Nate’s gaze remained locked on Rolf.

he said flatly before shoving Rolf aside with enough force to

out a soft

arrived just in

him like wildfire. He shot to his feet, his face

you a lesson you will

leg shot out, and

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loomed over him, his presence an unshakable force. His chiseled features were cast in

Nate’s voice was low,

you can teach me

grew thick, suffocating. No one

attention. Calan rushed over, his sharp eyes scanning the room until

surge of hope. He coughed, straightening slightly as he turned toward Calan with a

time. Help me deal with

as he spoke, his gaze shifting

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