All Chapters of I Faked My Death & Married His Ruthless Stepdad for Revenge: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Vincent's POV Once the doctor disappeared and stepped out of the room, a heavy, suffocating silence immediately filled the room. Lisa sat all the way up, ignoring my warning, and pulled her knees up to her chest. She looked at me with cold, sharp eyes. "Why were those men hunting you, Vincent?" she asked directly, her voice cutting through the quiet room like a sharp knife. "It doesn't matter," I replied, sitting on the edge of the mattress. "It's taken care of." "It does matter!" she snapped back, her eyes flashing with anger. "They almost killed me because of your dark games! But that's not even the main thing, is it? You've been dodging me all day. Ignoring my calls and messages" I narrowed my eyes slightly. "Lisa, you just survived an ambush. You need to rest." "Don't tell me what I need, Vincent!" she yelled, leaning forward, her face inches from mine. "I want to know about Duncan! I want to know why he threw himself in front of two bullets at the church today to save your

Lisa's POV The syringe clicked empty as I pressed the entire contents straight into the vein in Vincent’s neck.I didn't wait to see if he was going to yell at me again. I tore my hands away, pulled the IV needle straight out of the back of my own hand, and scrambled back across the bed. Blood dripped from my hand onto the white sheets, but I didn't care."You're going to sleep now, Vincent," I breathed out, my chest heaving up and down as my feet hit the cold floor. "Sleep tight, you arrogant bastard."Vincent let out a dark, guttural sound from the back of his throat. His huge hand shot up to his neck, his thick fingers grabbing the plastic syringe and yanking it out of his flesh with one brutal snap. He tossed the empty tube onto the floor, where it rolled away across the tiled floor."You..." Vincent rasped. His heavy voice cracked, dropping low and scratchy. "What... what did you just put in me?""The sedative your doctor left on the table," I said, a bitter, breathless laugh e

Lisa's POV Vincent closed the distance between us in a split second. His large hand wrapped tightly around my throat, and he slammed me hard against the locked silver doors behind me."Ah!" I gasped, my hands flying up to grab his thick wrist as he pinned me flat back against the locked doors."I gave you a comfortable bed," Vincent spat, his red-rimmed eyes burning straight into mine from an inch away. "I gave you safety. I gave you my protection. But you just love pushing me, don't you, Lisa? You just love pushing me until the monster comes out.""Let... let me... go..." I choked out, tears of frustration and terror spilling over my lashes."No," Vincent whispered, his breath warm against my cheek. "Never again."Before I could understand what he was doing, he grabbed my right wrist and pulled it down. Without hesitation, he yanked me close and immediately fastened the heavy silver police handcuff around my tiny wrist."Vincent, no! What are you doing?" I screamed, trying to pull

Lisa's POV "I am not getting in that shower with you!” I fired."Fine," Vincent said smoothly. "Have it your way."Before I could register what he meant, he stepped directly under the rushing shower dragging my right arm—and the rest of my body—straight into the downpour of hot water with him.SPLASH!!!"AHHHHH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as a wave of steaming water hit me straight in the face.My gray hoodie instantly soaked through, becoming heavy, dark, and drenched. My black jeans stuck to my legs like wet sheets, and water poured inside my sneakers, turning them heavy and drenched."Vincent! Stop it! Turn it off!" I sputtered, coughing as water ran down my nose and into my mouth."I told you," Vincent rasped, standing right under the heavy stream.The water ran over his broad, strong shoulders. It washed away the dried dark blood, the dirt, and the heavy smell of gunpowder, running in light pink streams down his big, muscular chest and flat stomach.The water pushed his

Lisa's POV My heart was beating so fast I could feel it in my chest. My black lace bra was completely soaked through and stuck to my skin."Don't touch me!" I yelled, my voice shaking with pure rage as I tried to pull my right wrist away.The heavy handcuffs clanked loudly between us, yanking Vincent’s left arm straight toward me. He didn't even budge. He just stood there like a wall, his bare chest shining with tiny drops of water from the shower."One," Vincent started counting, his voice dropping into a dangerous, dark whisper."You are a total maniac!" I spat, using my free left hand to grab the hem of my dripping wet hoodie. "Turn your head! Turn around!""Two," he said flatly, his dark eyes tracking down the exposed curve of my waist as I lifted my hoodie up."I can't unbutton my jeans with one hand, Vincent!" I shrieked, pulling hard against the handcuff. "Look at my hand! It's chained to yours! How am I supposed to undo a zipper with my left hand while you're holding my righ