Tyler pulled Vicky to him roughly and stared into her eyes. “Are you women all born to be so heartless?”
His grip was so strong that her wrist began to hurt. She frowned and said, “It hurts… Let go…”
“Sure. Tell me who helped you.”
“I already told you that it was Harvey…”
Before she could finish, the sound of fabric tearing echoed in the room, and her shirt was torn apart.
She was stunned for a moment before she snapped out of it and covered her exposed chest. “Have you gone mad,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTyler?!”
He stared down at her with a ruthless look in his eyes as he uttered cruelly, “Who was it?”
“I don’t know…”
“So you plan on protecting him no matter what, huh?” he scoffed and tore his necktie off.
Vicky did not know what he was going to do, but the anxiety that overwhelmed her urged her to back away.
Tyler reached to grab Vicky and tossed her onto the bed roughly before tying her wrists skilfully with his necktie and
tying the other end to the bed.
With that, he got up and left, only to return in a few minutes with chains and cuffs.
Vicky’s eyes widened at the sight, and she immediately started struggling. “Let me go! Tyler Hart, let me go! You
can’t do this to me! You lunatic! Psychopath! I don’t want to be with you anymore! I’m divorcing you!”
Memories of the week when she was abducted flushed back to her.
He chained her up mercilessly, making her feel like a pet that was locked in a dark room with her pride on the
ground.
He had not expressed any compassion or sympathy for her, and what awaited her was endless torment.
She did not know how she managed to survive that week, but the trauma from it continued to haunt her, and she
instantly lost her composure.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTyler stood by the bed and narrowed his eyes at her hysterical state.
“Divorce?” he repeated. “Say that again.”
Fear had overwhelmed her, and she did not spot the odd look on his face.
Memories seemed to have taken her back to the day when she was kidnapped by Tyler years ago.
“I don’t want to be with you anymore, Tyler,” she mumbled. “Let me go… Please, just spare me…”
Storm gathered in his dark, brooding eyes. “Who’s going to spare me, huh?” He cuffed her wrists and ankles before
bending down to whisper into her ear, “Stop dreaming. I will never let you go.