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.

finally fall asleep, she dreamed of that mystery man who had held her tightly. stroking her body. Just as he leaned in to kiss her, she shot awake, doused

alarm clock. It was only

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

man holding her entered her mind once again. When she gave it some more thought, the man seemed a little familiar. Something was telling her that she had seen him

why he was so afraid of her seeing his face. He had been her

Lynch maybe?

felt disgusted at the mere thought of that scenario, and

was not

mind. Her husband did have a similar figure, but being paralyzed,

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

were the case, he would also be injured. Her nails were long

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