NovelEnglishChristopher pulled the woman he had sacrificed everything for into his arms, holding her as if she were the most precious treasure. His sweat-drenched palm pressed against her back, and he clutched her tightly, as though he could merge her into his very soul. "Christopher... You beast... Letgo...” Bella pleaded. Her eyes were red and filled with tears. Her voice was laced with both anger and vulnerable softness. Despite her anger, her fragile, alluring beauty only fueled Christopher's desire even further.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Bella, you have no idea how much your current state is really turningon right now," Christopher said, his voice quivering as he struggled to hold himself back, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple. His breath was heavy with desire, filling the air around her.
"Bastard..." Bella could do nothing but lay there, powerless in his embrace, tears streaming down her face. Once a proud and unyielding young lady, she now found herself at the mercy of the man she despised most, helpless and despairing, wishing she could simply die.
"Don't be afraid. I only injected you with heavy anesthesia. Once the effects wear off, you'll be fine-it won't harm your body," Christopher's fingers threaded through her silky black hair, caressing it with possessive tenderness. "But that's only if you behave." "Christopher... You've finally gotten what you wanted... You animal!" Bella's body was tense, her eyes glaring at him angrily. Though she couldn't move, every inch of her body was resisting him.
"Do you think you've won? The Iverson Group has fallen, the new drug experiment is over, Taylor, Deputy Chief Owen Hopkins... All your so-called loyal followers have either been brought to justice or turned on you... You've already reached a dead end!" Christopher's eyes remained calm, smiling as he listened to her quietly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Now that you've kidnapped me, you probably think you can useas a bargaining chip to give yourself one last chance at escape." Bella's eyes were red with fury, but she suddenly laughed bitterly. "Give up on that idea. I'd rather die than be your prisoner!" "Bella, you've misunderstood me. I never intended to hurt you. I just want to be with you." Christopher's gaze was thick with greedy desire, as if he wanted to meld her into himself.
eliet "Besides, I know you well. You've always been as stubborn as a wild horse. The more I try to tie you down, the more you'll want to break free. So, in that clever little head yours, you're not thinking of dying you're planning how to escape from this island I've prepared for you or how to kill me. Remember, your family is waiting for you toe home, and there's Justin...
Would you really leave them behind? If you die, they'll be devastated." At the mention of her family-Wyatt, her brothers, Aunt Mila, and Justin-Bella's eyes turned red and welled up with tears. Her chest rose and fell as she struggled to contain her emotions.
Her heart felt tossed about like a small boat adrift in a turbulent sea, on the verge of being consumed by the crashing waves. "Bella, I prepared Rose Island especially for you. It's my wedding gift to you," Christopher said softly.
Bella's entire body tensed and clenched her teeth. "Mad dog!" Christopher's voice was husky and filled with lust. His cold lips brushed against her forehead, her nose, and her delicate ears. "I've filled this island with your favorite ovel roses white ones, red ones... even cultivated black roses just for you. I'll carry you to see them in a moment, okay?" Bella used every bit of strength left in her to twist her head, resisting his increasingly erratic kisses. His touch felt like the slimy, cold skin of a snake slithering across her skin. There was no love or desire in it, only revulsion and disgust. "Bella, you and Justin haven't registered your marriage yet." Bella's eyes widened, and her breathing hitched.
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