Chapter: 67

She’s simply my possession. You’d better keep an eye on her. I want to know what she’s planning.”

“Yes, boss.” After this, Horace kept silent. He didn’t dare to say anything else.

“Let’s get out of the car,” Theodore said. As he reached for his coat, his eyes narrowed. His left wrist was covered in red scratch marks.

When Ariana got home, she took a long shower, rubbing her skin clean until it was raw. Even after this, she still felt disgusted. When she closed her eyes to try and sleep, her mind filled with images of Jett that she desperately wanted to forget.

Several hours went by, as she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Her chest felt so tight that she eventually had to go downstairs to drink several glasses of cold water to make herself feel better.

held her tightly. stroking her

glanced at her alarm clock. It was only one

a deep breath, she lay back down, and pulled the quilt up over

again. When she gave it some more thought, the man seemed a little familiar.

didn’t understand why he was so afraid of her seeing his face. He had been

Lynch maybe?

at the mere thought of that scenario,

was not

husband did have a similar figure, but being paralyzed,

finger. One of her nails had broken off and she had found it in the shower. It must have happened during her struggle

he would also be injured. Her nails were long

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