All Chapters of Touch me, Ruin me: Daddy's pet: Chapter 131 - Chapter 139

Isla povThe first emotion was shock, then fear and then pain.First, the shock. My body went cold, rigid, as I watched the truck barreling toward us at full speed. My eyes were glued to the oncoming vehicle, my mouth parted, but no scream escaped, not even a sound, only a breathless gasp as the truck rushed closer with no sign of slowing. I wasn’t sure, but I thought I heard Liam yell my name, trying to swerve, to avoid it… but it was too late.The world seemed to slow as the truck finally collided. And that was when I felt the second emotion.Fear.The car windows shattered, shards of glass flying everywhere, slicing into my skin. I felt the sting, the warm trail of blood trickling down my arm as the car lifted off the ground, flipping, rolling over and over. My breath caught with every violent turn, the seat belt cutting into me, keeping me from being thrown out. My head slammed against the car again and again until, finally, everything stopped.The world went eerily quiet. My body

Isla povI wanted to struggle.Wanted to fight back, to break free from the masked man, the stalker but I couldn’t. I was too weak, blood trickling down my head, vision blurring, consciousness slipping with every second. But I didn’t pass out. I couldn’t.I forced my eyes open and screamed, my heart pounding so loud it drowned everything else. Adrenaline surged through my veins, and I slammed my fists against his back, tears streaming down my face. Fear gripped me, what if I was taken away?What about Liam? He’d said the car was going to explode… was he okay?I had to get free. The man was here for me, I couldn’t let anything happen to him. So I screamed again, voice breaking, echoing through the air. “Let me go! Let me go! Help! Someone, help!”I kept hitting him, over and over, but it didn’t make a difference. In desperation, I sucked in a shaky breath, leaned forward, and sank my teeth into his shoulder, biting down hard through the fabric until I tasted blood. Still, nothing, h

Alaric pov I didn’t even know how I’d gotten here, how I was now standing in the hallway, watching Liam’s wife, Dorothy, sitting at the edge of her seat in front of the operating room. She was crying, her little child clutched tightly in her arms as she stared at the closed door with red, tear-stained eyes, fear and hope tangled together in her trembling gaze. She looked nothing like the cheerful woman I’d always known. One moment, I was being told that Liam had been in an accident and that Isla had been kidnapped, and before I could even process the words, before I could even think, I had already dashed out of the building, rushed to my car, sent a message to the president and sped toward the hospital the officer had mentioned. I still remembered how my hands had trembled around the steering wheel, how my heart had clenched painfully in my chest, how the air itself felt suffocating. I couldn’t breathe. Not properly. My mind was blank, my vision blurry as I weaved through traf

Desmond povI must have heard it wrong. It was impossible.What they were saying… it couldn’t be true. My daughter, that troublemaker, couldn’t have been kidnapped. How would that even happen? She was spoiled, careless, always doing whatever she pleased. She had been nothing but a thorn in my side from the moment she was born.She was the reason I lost my beloved.The reason her mother died.She was the curse that ruined everything.Yes… she was. That girl who used to look up at me with an innocent smile, bright eyes full of trust, she was the one who took her from me.Because if she hadn’t been born… if my wife had just listened to me, if she had chosen herself instead of the child in her womb, she would still be here. I wouldn’t have lost her. I wouldn’t have had to bury her. But she chose Isla. She chose our daughter with her dying breath.Her last wish… was that I take care of the child who killed her.But how could I? How could I raise that child when she had killed something