《The Devil Owns Me Now》全部章節：第 141 章 - 第 150 章

I twisted and pulled against Fabian's grip, my voice coming out loud and desperate. “Let go of me! Leave me alone!” I yelled, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst out of my chest. His fingers dug into my collar roughly as I tried to pull myself away from him and it hurt, but I didn't care. All I could think about was how wrong this felt. “You're not here to rescue me and I can tell that you're nothing but killers. What have I done to you? What did I ever do to deserve this? Let go of me right now!'” My words echoed down the empty hallway, but they didn't stop him. The other guys just watched, their faces blank, like this was no big deal to them. I kicked at his leg, trying to break free, but he was too strong. Fabian spun me around roughly, his eyes narrowing in anger. He shoved me forward hard, and I stumbled, my feet slipping on the slick floor from the mess I'd made earlier. I caught myself against the wall, breathing heavy, my hands shaking. “If this is how yo

I sat there in the back of the van, trying my hardest to keep calm. My hands were shaking a little, but I gripped my knees tight to stop them. The engine hummed along, and the guys up front didn't say much. It felt like we drove for about ten minutes, maybe a bit less, before the van slowed down and stopped. The doors slid open roughly, and Fabian grabbed my arm again, pulling me out quickly. I stumbled a bit and right there, hidden behind some trees, was a small private jet. Its engines were already running low, like it was waiting just for us. How the heck did these people get a jet like that? And how did they bring it here without Leon knowing? I thought this whole island was his, locked down tight with his guards and everything. No one else should be able to just fly in like that. My mind raced with questions, but I kept my mouth shut for now.Wait a second... they didn't do anything to him, right? The thought hit me hard, and my heart started beating fast. What if they hurt Leon

Vakrez was pretty attractive, though, so I could see why my sister stuck with him. She always had a thing for good-looking guys, the kind that turn heads. He was tall, very tall, with broad shoulders. His hair was dark, almost black, and his eyes were sharp, like he saw everything. When he talked, he was confident and the voice was strong. His voice had this deep tone that made you listen. And yeah, he was handsome, with a strong jaw, a little stubble, and a smile that wasn't too soft but real when he aimed it at Lara. From the way he looked at her, it was clear he loved her a ton. His eyes softened around her, like she was the most important thing to him. When he spoke to her, it was kind. You won't even be able to tell that he was p[art of the mafia. He didn't mess around with her heart, I could tell right away.He was also super nice to me, accommodating me like he wanted us to feel okay there. He even told his men to go get our mum and bring her to us. They flew her out quickly

My mum paused, her face serious, like she was remembering the details freshly. “You're just really lucky you were able to get out of there. And from what I heard with my own two ears, when I listened to that clip they played for me... I heard the brother call you a whore.” Her words hung in the air, heavy and ugly.I was shocked, my mouth dropping open a bit. I didn't know that, not at all. No one told me about any clip or bug. It hit me like cold water, making me shiver. No wonder my mum didn't believe me. She'd heard that word, thrown at me like dirt and t explained the looks she gave me, and the way she hovered around. What? When? I didn't... I had no idea.“Fine, you're right.” I said through gritted teeth, the words tasting bitter. I felt my jaw tighten,the muscles around my mouth aching.“I did have sex with him, okay?” There. I said it and I soon as I did, I saw blood rush out of my mum's face immediately. She went pale and her eyes widened, her hand also flying to her mouth

I wanted to yell at my mum right then, to tell her to leave me the hell alone. I didn't want any more talks, no more questions about how I felt or what was wrong. In fact, I still wanted to because being stuck at home was driving me crazy. I hated that I couldn't just do what I wanted, go out without someone trailing me, or even sit in my room without feeling like a kid under watch. It wasn't even like this in Leon's house. There, I had space to breathe, to move around without all this hovering. Here, I felt treated like some mental patient, locked up for my own good. And the way my mum looked at me sometimes, it killed me, it was like I wasn't her son anymore, not the same Ronan she raised. Like she was waiting for me to snap or break down, not sure what to expect next. Those looks made my stomach twist. I hated it so much, the pity mixed with fear in her eyes. It made me want to hide in my room and never come out.Inside, I felt hollow and empty, like a shell of who I used to be. I