Tyler pulls the man's neck from the water basin and slaps his cheek, "Still not talking?" he mutters. "Not a fucking word," the man mumbles with a breathless voice. Even after fifteen minutes of drowning his face in the water, he doesn't give up. He looks at Tyler with a mischievous smile. "You wo
Tyler parks the car in front of Will's house and calls him. He closes his eyes and takes deep breaths. The bodyguard tries as much as he can to forget what's going on in the mansion. He spent his time with the captives in the grey room, and it's starting to affect him. William needs to have a goo
"Good," Harvey gulps when he sees that the bruises on his cheeks and jawline darkened. "And you?" "Much better," replies Eden with a comforting smile, "I can finally go back home," "By the way, did you talk to Grayson? I think it's better if you stay in the mansion during the next few days," Ed
Henry drives Harvey and Eden back to the mansion. The maids take care of his bag, and Harvey helps him walk. His lower abdomen still hurts, and he needs more rest. The doctor said it might take a few more weeks before he can finally move normally. Henry opens the door, and they get welcomed by dark
Grayson sips his drink as he enjoys the music playing in the nightclub. He's wearing a burgundy suit, and his hair is slicked back. He crosses his legs and slowly taps his fingers on the table as he watches his target's every single movement. His blackmailing method always works. The captives gave h
"I'm feeling good," Kian whispers to Grayson before his fingers playfully start tracing his neck and his collarbone. He watches him go down, moving his butt left and right until he reaches the floor. Next, he starts going up as he sensually brushes his legs, and then his thighs, his lower abdomen to
Grayson waits with Kian in front of the nightclub until a driver comes to pick him up. He had a few drinks earlier, so he can't risk taking his car back home. Grayson watches him leave with a triumphant smile. He didn't expect to end his night that way, and he knows he's not ready to forget it. Th
Kian walks to his mum's bedroom and carefully opens the door. She's peacefully sleeping with her late husband's framed picture by her side. He sighs and sits on the side of the bed. A smile appears on his face as he thinks his mother is beautiful even without her long hair. She fights the chemo's si