All this time, she had been thinking that if she can stop his men she won't have anything else to worry about since Ryan can only bark but has no strength to act, unlike Duke who had everything at the tip of his finger and commanded fear with just his presence.
She had planned to use him in every awful way possible once she successfully defeated his men. After all, he would be a mere kitten once all his men are dead.
But right now, after the stunt he just pulled off and the sudden murderous and overbearing aura he is exuding, she suddenly feels so cold and much more like a fool, and images of her lying in a pool of her own blood can't stop flashing in her eyes making her shudder.
But how did he get to have such an aura? How? Tears are dripping down her cheeks as numerous questions feel her mind.
However, her mind is drawn away as she feels his steps getting closer to her. Her heart flies into her stomach as she slowly raises her face to stare at him and without much thought, she lies
