บททั้งหมดของ The Rich and the Loved: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

I looked around the street and sidewalk. The entire area was completely empty. There was no one around aside from me and the two masked men, ready to attack me. I exhaled slowly and evaluated my situation. I was wearing flats and jeans, which might have given me better chances than if I had worn a dress and high heels, but I doubted that my short training was enough to win against the two strong-built men with knives. This wasn't a good moment to run away either… Shit. I sucked in a shaky breath and slowly raised my hands in surrender.“Smart choice.” The man standing in front of me chuckled and opened the van. “Get inside.”A moment later, I was sitting in the back seat with one of the masked men next to me and the other behind the wheel. They didn't tie me or cover my eyes, but I was yet to establish whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. Perhaps they underestimated me, thinking that I was weak and too terrified to escape. This could work to my advantage… Then again, would I be

Callan, Lucien, and I were walking through the woods in Hangetsukohan Park for almost an hour. Most of the heavy rain was stopped by the densely growing trees, but it took us less than ten minutes of walking to become completely soaked. Certainly, umbrellas were not an option, and the raincoats would only restrain our movements. That was something we couldn't risk, knowing there could still be armed men lurking around. Lucien groaned, leaning his back against the tree. “Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think we've checked the area Fen marked twice already. She's not here.” He wasn't wrong. We separated at first, each one securing a certain part of the terrain, but we found them completely empty. If there were any signs of anyone's footsteps, they had been washed by the rain a while ago. When I didn't answer, Lucien continued. “What if they found her and we are wasting time and freezing our butts off just to find out she is in danger elsewhere?” I tried not to think of that possibilit

Darren woke me up a while later and carried me to the bathtub. He let me soak in warm water and then joined me, allowing me to thoroughly enjoy the sweet intimacy between us. Once we dried up from the bath, he carried me back to bed. I protested, trying to convince him I was fully capable of walking on my own, but he didn't let me test that theory. Soon I was lying in the same position I had fallen asleep—with my head resting on his chest and his arms around me. The only thing that changed was his heart, now beating slowly and evenly.“So… what now?” I asked softly as my hand idly traced the carved lines of his abdominal muscles.He blew out a breath. “We would have to leave this bed, eventually, and eat something.”I chuckled. “I rather meant after we leave this cabin.”His arms around me tightened. “I've already transferred the money to Amelia's account, and my lawyers sent her proper documents concerning the deal my father had made. Legally, it solves everything between her and me,

I hid in one of the alcoves as Alim Nassar stormed out of the patio and headed to the exit. Then I waited there until Amelia emerged, rubbing her neck and cursing under her breath.“Fine friends you have there, Amelia.” I stepped out of the alcove, a smirk curving my lips.She flinched and stepped back, her lips peeling back in a snarl. “What the fuck are you doing here?”I shrugged and inched closer. “You didn't reply to my texts, and you should have. I brought a deed to your building after all.”She scoffed. “I don't give a damn about that deed.”My brows rose. “I thought you wanted to have your New York headquarters. You'll need it when you launch your magazine's American edition.”“Please, don't pretend you don't know about my financial problems,” she strained through her teeth.“Is that why you decided to sell your soul to Alim Nassar and whoever his boss is?”A grim smirk twisted her lips. “You know nothing about the deal I made, and, for your own good, it'll be better if it sta

I breathed in sharply, but it felt as if no oxygen filled my lungs. I tried again and again, but it only became worse. My body began to shiver, and my hand reached for Lucien's arm, curling around it and squeezing until I caught his attention.His head finally snapped toward me. “What's wrong?” His eyes traced my features, his brows knitting.“There,” I breathed out, slowly raising my hand to point to the opposite side of the room. “The man in the black cap.”He turned around, blocking my view again. “I don't see anyone wearing a cap.”I leaned out to see. “An Asian guy…” My words faded as I found nothing but an empty space where I saw him. I swallowed, turning to Lucien. “He was here. The man who kidnapped me.”Lucien studied me for a moment. “Are you sure? Maybe you saw someone similar, or maybe it's just your mind playing tricks on you.”I shook my head. “I know what I saw.”He gave me a thin-lipped smile and nodded. “All right. Stay here while I check the corridors. If it's him, h