Outside the villa parked a sapphire blue Tesla sports car. This car was clearly not Ashton’s.

The hard, unyielding pride of a soldier was engraved into Ashton’s DNA. As a result, his garage was filled with mostly off-road vehicles, such as SUVs, and he detested short and flashy sports cars.

I was about to drive into the villa premises when the Tesla’s headlights switched on, nearly blinding me.

Stopping my car, I saw a man getting out of the sports car. It was Marcus.

He wore a fitting black suit that complemented his tall, slender frame. If he were to walk on the streets, there was no doubt that everyone would be drawn by him.

He stood in front of my car, his dark eyes silently staring me down.

Through the glass of the car window, he seemed to have gotten skinnier and stiffer than I last saw him.

There was no use staying locked in a staring competition like this.

Sighing slightly, I got out of my car.

“I’m really sorry about the money!” I apologized instantly. It was my fault for not expecting that things would come down to this.

He ignored my apology, his voice deep as he said, “Ashton was right. It doesn’t matter if a stolen fruit is sweet or not. What matters is that it quenches your thirst.”

his arms, the foreign

Why should I give up anything to

escape his hold. “Why do you insist on

it have to be me whose love is never returned? Why does it have to be me who places someone else’s needs above my own? Why

He’s gone mad!

obtain the things that you want. But I’m telling you right now, I’m not an item. I’m my own person, and I have the right to choose my life

your love? What does Ashton have that I don’t? He’s abusive, toxic, and bloodthirsty! What in the world do you like

what Marcus had been through recently, but right now, he was acting like a demon, foaming at the mouth

terrified yet

in love with him, and it has been the same for the past seven years. I’m not sure how I fell in love with him, nor how I grew to rely on him, but I know now that

As long as I’m alive, I’ll never let go of you. I don’t believe in ‘the early

into an evil smirk before

the action gave

of wind,

another warm embrace, the

asked me, an undertone of anger

shook my head, meeting his stern gaze. He

me stand upright, Ashton walked towards Marcus and threw a punch at him without saying a

a violent brawl, but it wasn’t long before I heard Summer calling for me

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