บททั้งหมดของ Tamed by the Ruthless Billionaire: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 25

“Stop.”Slowly, Ellen turned towards Ivan, her heart pounding wildly in her chest as a thousand frantic thoughts collided in her mind. Is he going to take her back to the mansion?!But, she has finally left the cold walls of the mansion and besides, her parents are here waiting for her. Just one step. One step. No, like five steps, she could finally enter the mansion. She pinched the soft flesh of her palm, grounding herself in the sharp sting of pain as she quickly assessed the situation before her.He had just harassed her in the helicopter. Panic clawed at her chest. If she didn't act now, Ivan might change his mind and drag her back. She glanced at the dazzling old mansion from the corner of her eyes. The mansion… so close, yet completely out of reach.Suddenly, she moved towards him and kowtowed to him. “Please Ivan, don't take me back to the mansion.” She dropped her head lower, almost touching the floor.Ivan looked at the girl on the floor. He couldn't believe this was the

By this point, dinner had arrived and the grand hall shifted into a different rhythm as the food demanded attention. It was said that the servants in the old mansion underwent rigorous training before they were put out there to serve the Vladimir family as the reputation of the family depended on it.The servants were dressed in uniforms as they moved gracefully through the crowd with practiced precision as they were taught and their polished shoes barely made sounds against the marble floor. They carried silver trays filled with a variety of dishes which were brought out from the kitchen one by one and the food filled the hall with rich aromas that immediately made everyone’s mouth water in the process.The scent of roasted meat, mixed vegetables, warm bread and expensive wine slowly filled every corner and gradually replaced the tension that had earlier dominated the cold mansion.The guests began moving toward the long dining tables that were covered in fine linen and arranged b

Ricardo trudged slowly out of the old mansion. His steps were slow and heavy, his gaze unfocused and back hunched as if all the weight of the world had suddenly been placed on his shoulders. His steps were uneven and he might collapse if he didn't steady himself. He looked like a man that had just lost the most precious thing in the world. The night air blew colder than usual when he got outside but he didn't feel anything. He seemed unable to. Without sparing another glance behind him, he slid into the car. The leather felt warm against his cold self, he started the engine and very soon, the car roared to life before driving along the quiet road.The drive to the Adams mansion felt both long and painfully short.His mind drifted. The same images again and again.At first, when she had rushed towards him, he saw the marks on her chest, but he dismissed the idea. He thought maybe there were just mosquito bites. Then, the scenes at the garden replayed in his mind again.The position he