Semua Bab The Wrong Night with Mr. Right: Bab 141 - Bab 150

‘I was married to her for more than seven years,’ Jeramy said. ‘I’m familiar with her routine. I can give you the time and place that’s easiest for you to grab her.’The two of them lit up a cigarette each and smoked in silence for a while.Shad’s voice sliced through the smoky haze, laden with suspicion. ‘Tell me, Jeramy, is that Alessia woman really Logan Wilde’s girlfriend?’‘She’s lying.’ Jeramy snorted with derision. ‘She’s not his girlfriend. A side piece, at most. You know how these rich men like to have different flavours of the month.’Shad’s eyes narrowed as he leaned in, his voice a low rumble. ‘So, this woman is really involved with Logan?’Jeramy said vaguely, ‘Looks that way. But that was before I got fired from BuzzBeat. I wouldn’t know what the status of their relationship is now.’He studied Shad’s face. ‘You’re not thinking about calling Logan to demand ransom, are you?’When Shad said nothing, Jeramy exploded in rage. ‘Are you f*cking stupid? Alessia’s seen your fac

Alessia had to climb onto the chair and stand on tiptoe to reach it, her ankles protesting every movement.The window pane was missing, a lucky break for her.Through sheer will, she squeezed her body through the empty frame, mindful of the voices that could return at any moment.She dropped to the ground on the other side, her ankle twisting painfully.Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, and her skin paled from the agony.But she couldn’t afford to scream.She hobbled away from the factory, each step a symphony of pain and purpose.The suburban landscape she found herself in was unfamiliar.A field stretched before her, with tall grass that swayed in the breeze.Trees reached toward the sky, wildflowers dotted the ground.It was a scene of serenity that contrasted with her chaotic reality.The scent of earth and blossoms enveloped her, providing a stark contrast to the sterile captivity she’d endured.Birds chirped in the distance, the rustling leaves played a soft melody, and the

‘Um, about the medical expenses, I’ll pay you back later.’ Alessia tried hard to recall if she had insurance, but her brain was still slow.Logan breathed heavily. ‘Is that all you have to say to me?’‘I already said thank you.’‘And?’‘And what?’Logan clenched his jaw.This time, when Alessia tried to get up again, he was less gentle. ‘Where the hell do you think you’re going?’‘To the bathroom,’ Alessia replied matter-of-factly.‘Oh.’ Logan rose and made way.He watched her shuffle into the en suite bathroom, the IV stand trailing comically behind her.Through the closed door, he called out, ‘Need a hand in there?’Alessia shouted back, ‘No, thank you!’Emerging from the bathroom a while later, Alessia scanned the room.‘What are you looking for?’‘My clothes.’Logan’s question was tinged with exasperation. ‘Still trying to leave? Why are you being so stubborn?’‘The doctor said I don’t have to stay here. I’d like to leave.’‘You need to rest. You can’t go home like this.’‘I’m not

Heath paused, as if deciding how much to reveal.Then he leaned forward. ‘Remember Donatella Pagano?’‘Sure.’ Alessia had helped Heath gather intel on the missing socialite.‘Turns out, her family and the police are not the only ones looking for her. During my investigation, I found out that the charity she’s involved in, Children’s Hope Foundation, sent men to track her down as well. I thought they were looking to recover the funds she’d embezzled, understandably. But that’s not all. After Mauro Benetti took over as the chairman, he’d slowly transformed the charity into a front for human trafficking. When Donatella absconded with his money, he knew the police would come looking and decided it was time to pull up stakes. So he sent a bunch of his operatives to abduct as many women as they could.’ Heath scoffed. ‘Shad said Benetti called it the last shipment.’‘How many women did they take?’ Alessia asked.‘Eighteen, as far as Shad can tell. Could be more. We are still looking.’‘I don

‘I want to nullify the contract,’ Alessia rasped. ‘I’m willing to pay the penalty.’Logan chuckled. ‘Maybe you’ll change your mind once you know what the penalty is.’He leaned down and whispered something in her ear, before starting to nibble her earlobe playfully.Alessia had no strength to lift even a finger.She put up a token protest. ‘You are a beast.’‘I’ll take that as a compliment.’‘It wasn’t meant as one.’As retribution, he pounded harder.‘I was wrong,’ Alessia gasped. ‘You are not a beast. You are a beast in heat.’‘That’s an expression for female animals.’‘Then what’s the equivalent for males?’‘There isn’t one.’ Logan pecked her lips. ‘Males are always in heat.’‘As I’ve found out to my cost,’ she muttered.Alessia turned her head, and a chill of realisation ran down her spine.The bedroom windows had been open the whole time, their curtains dancing like ghostly figures in the night breeze.She shrieked. ‘Logan! The windows are open!’‘Darling, we’re on the top floor.