Amara held her breath as the attendee tightened the corset around her chest. She gently fussed over the laces, making sure every knot and bow was just right. Amara almost gasped loudly as her breasts burst through the deep neck, held only by the straps. Her cheeks flushed crimson. The fabric conformed snugly to her figure with each pull of the laces. She squeezed her eyes shut. This was the first time she was going to wear such a revealing dress in public.Her eyes snapped open in alarm, and a gasp caught in her throat as she realized how tight the bodice actually was. Cheeks ablaze, she hoped the attendant would leave her be. The attendee fixed her hair, typing them up with bobby pins at the back of her head, and let two lose strands cradle her face. Amara didn’t know why Rhys wanted to bring her with him, but she could refuse. He was already doing so much for her and the least she could do was obey him. As she finished her final touch-ups, Amara took a deep breath and tried to calm

Rhys stood towering over his trembling frame, eyes cold as the glaciers and jaw set in a hard line. The word constantly rang in his head. Gold-digger. The words rang in his head, and the need to kill intensified. All he could see was red. The gun between his fingers casually played with the trigger. Tick-tick. Roman’s eyes widened as Rhys sighed. “She is pretty, isn’t she?” Rhys bobbed his head at the glass panel. Roman fearfully followed his gaze. Amara was standing there, looking around with a nervous expression, yet she still looked adorable amidst the flashing lights. Just like someone who didn’t belong there, out of place, just like he preferred. The shimmering dress made her look a hundred times ethereal. Rhys wanted nothing more than to sweep her in his arms and hide her. Roman swallowed, bobbing his head up and down rapidly. “I-I did not kn-“ “Oh, by the time I’m done, you’ll know everything,” Roman looked both confused and scared, his eyes red and mucus coming out of his n

He clenched his fists, teeth grinding as he looked down at her unconscious frame. The straps of the dress had slipped down to her shoulder exposing the delicate collar bones. A flash of raging blood flashed through his eyes as his dark eyes zeroed in on the hickeys on her neck descending under her blouse. It infuriated him when he saw Rhys with her, and it angered him more knowing that the bastard had her. So many days without her. "I fucking don't care. I am not backing down." He raised his head ever so gradually as his dark eyes held his Francis. Francis clenched his jaw as he said. "I can kill for her too. And I won't hesitate, not even a bit." Francis let out a frustrated sigh as he ran his hand through his dishevelled hair. He looked at Amara and another stressed breath left his mouth. He was fucked, along with his son. Not only did he mess with Rhys, but Rhys De Luca would also crush them under his feet. ***** Amara woke up with a pounding sensation and dizzy head. The firs

"YOU PROMISED SHEʼD BE SAFE! YOU FUCKING PROMISED!" Adrian bombarded in Rhys’s office unannounced. Rhys’s jaw ticked a subtle frown of annoyance on his handsome face."And she will be," Rhys said nonchalantly ignoring him. Rhys didn’t pay him any attention, all his focus was on his computer screen where he was looking at the files on Francis. If these filed were to be released in public, Donovon's reputation would be in ashes in less than an hour. "HOW?! YOU LET THOSE FUCKERS TAKE HER!" Adrian slammed his fists on the table as Rhys glared at him. Adrian looked dead in his brother’s eyes, his orbs dilating as his teeth clenched. "You said you won't let anyone touch her again!" Rhys tilted his head, remembering he also sent the video footage to Adrian a day ago, which explained why he was in Spain. The videotape. Ever since Rhys had seen that, he hadn't been able to sleep. The pain and humiliation his little doll went through was bone-chilling. It took every ounce in him to not do s

A sharp agonising pain stung the side of her body as she moaned in pain. She panted as she tried to blink the blurriness away. There was a long silent pause for a moment when a scream left her mouth as her body was jerked forward. Confused and panicked she yelped as she felt something trailing down her arms.Looking down she saw blood oozing down her arms, the pain came afterwards when she realised she had a deep cut over her upper arm. The tattered piece of shirt dug into the wound as she winced at the stinging sensation. Crawling on her legs she pushed herself up as she swayed at the dizziness.With unfocused vision, she breathed heavily trying to stand still but due to weakness and exhaustion, she stumbled a step back before a large pair of hands e flushed her in a warm embrace.There was chaos all around but what stood among them was shooting sounds. Amara felt her heart pounding loudly in her chest as she looked baffled at the person behind her. Her eyes widened as she saw his fa