Chapter 10

RONAN

“Get it done.”

I ended the call, and rage was still lingering inside of my chest. If I didn't purposely drop my phone in her bag, I wouldn't know where she is and what she is up to.

My hand curled into a fist as I remembered how Mr. Ivanov looked at her with those suspicious eyes. But this woman didn't have any sense that danger was right in front of her. Is she that eager to get Mr. Ivanov’s partnership?

I looked carefully at the bruises on Belle's wrists. It's still red and has wounds from the nails of that bastard.

My jaw clenched as rage resurfaces again.

That fucking asshole touched my Belle. He has the guts after knowing she's my ex-wife. Messing with what belongs to me… will definitely meet hell.

I just ruined his face and fed him all the drugs he was hiding in his drawer causing him to overdose and pass out.

I really want to curse George Cortez for throwing his own daughter in this trap. I know that he knew what Mr. Ivanov’s real personality was.

I'm not real