As Chloe recalled what he did to her Aunt, she turned around and pushed him away in fury. "Why did you hurt my Aunt, you monster?" She barked at him, and he gave her a surly look. "Because I'm the Devil." He stated, his dark eyes fixed on her. "Does the Devil keep a girl with him to protect her?" She asked, gazing at him intensely, shutting his mouth. A goofy grin flashed on her face. He ignored her question and asked her in a stern tone, "Are you coming with me or not?" "In your dreams, Devil." She bristled at his rudeness and averted her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. "Now don't blame me for this." He warned, walking closer to her while unbuckling his belt. His intense gaze was glued on her, making her weak at the knees. His intense gaze had such a profound and magical effect on her that she couldn't ignore it. He pulled the belt out of the loops by holding the buckle and swiftly turned her around. He grasped both her hands behind her back and fastened her wrists with
"What happened to you?" He cupped her face, his apprehension clear. He didn't understand how to console her because he had never handled anyone in this type of condition. He wanted to calm her down at any cost because, for some reason, he couldn't bear to see her like this. She opened her mouth to speak, but her lips quivered terribly. It was difficult for her to utter even a single word. Her condition worsened with each passing second. He closed his eyes dejectedly. The next moment, he just pulled her trembling body into his strong, warm arms, burying her face in his chest. "Relax. Calm down. I'm with you, Chloe," he whispered, one hand constantly rubbing her back and the other caressing her hair. He was trying to calm her down with his soothing words. He did what his heart told him to do, and for the first time, he listened to his heart. Within a few minutes, she stopped trembling, and her breathing and heartbeat returned to normal. She felt snug and safe in his warm embrace. Thos
"You know why Boss kidnapped and tortured your aunt?" Marie asked Chloe as she arranged dinner on the table for her. Chloe looked at her and replied instantly with anger, "To show me that he's evil. I really hate him for doing that. How could he bring my aunt into this?" "No, you're wrong." Chloe narrowed her brows in confusion and asked, "What do you mean?" "Boss did this because he wanted to keep you away from him. He thinks he's dangerous for you," Marie explained. "I don't care about the reason. The fact is that he tortured my aunt for no fault of her own. I'm not going to stay with him. I'll run away," Chloe declared, boiling in anger. "Your aunt was also involved in this plan. I saw them talking to each other," Marie revealed, causing Chloe's eyes to widen in shock. "What! It means he didn't torture my aunt, it was all fake?" she asked, staring at her in utter disbelief. Marie nodded. "Yes, they did this for your safety. Boss cares for you. You are special to him. Please,
Andrew hurriedly pushed Chloe away without caring about his life, and luckily, the bullet just grazed his arm. Chloe's eyes widened in shock, and she screamed, "Andrew!" Then her eyes fell on the shooter who was still pointing the gun at her. She glared at him, hastily picked up a stone, and hurled it at him. The stone hit his forehead, rendering him unconscious. His men dashed into the garden after hearing the gunshots. People were screaming and scurrying out of the garden to save their lives. Chloe rushed to Andrew. He swiftly grasped her arm and made her stand behind him before firing at the goons who were about to attack her. He protected her again. She stood behind him, anxiously staring at the injured arm, with blood oozing from it. His men also started firing at the goons. Andrew grasped Chloe's hand and led her behind a pillar, shooting at the goons. "Take her to a safe place. I'm coming," he instructed one of his men as they stood behind the pillar. She frowned at And
"Boss, they have reached here as well. You should leave with Chloe through the back door. I'll handle them. A car is waiting at the back of the house," Mike informed Andrew as gunshots rang out from outside. Andrew and Chloe exchanged a worried glance. Andrew nodded at Mike and clasped Chloe's hand. "Let's go, Chloe." He led her out of the house and strode to the black Mercedes. He opened the door for her. "No, you sit first. I can't let you make the same mistake again," she insisted, and he rolled his eyes. "Okay, fine." He hastily settled into the back seat, knowing there was no time for argument. A smile of victory spread across her face and she sat beside him. The driver started the car engine as soon as Chloe shut the door. The car sped off, its tyres screeching. "Shit, they're following us," Andrew said after glancing behind. "Who are they?" Chloe asked, her eyes glinting with curiosity. "They are my enemies, and because of that photo, they are after you," he explained, an
Chloe mistakenly placed her hand on Andrew's wounded arm, and he hissed in pain. "I'm sorry." She apologised, coming back to her senses, and then she moved away from him. "It's okay," he responded, and she sat beside him. They both thought about their accidental kiss and how they felt when their lips met. Now, they were craving more, finding it hard to resist each other. Andrew took out his phone to call Mike. "Shit, there's no network. How will I contact Mike now?" he muttered in frustration, sliding the phone back into his pocket. "Wow, thank you so much, God. Now I can spend more time in this dense forest with Mr. Handsome." As Chloe thought, a goofy smile flashed on her face. After a few minutes of silence, Chloe spoke up, "Mr. Handsome." He instantly turned his head toward her. "What?" he raised his brows. "I'm feeling sleepy. Could I rest my head on your shoulder?" She asked, and he slightly nodded his head in response. Her eyes shone, and she placed her head on his shou
Andrew took Chloe's hand in a firm grip. "We have to run from here, they're around us." She gave him a slight nod in response, still under the effect of their intense kiss. He scurried away, grasping her hand. They were running through the dense forest, hand in hand, panting and sweating, trying to escape the danger without knowing where they were heading. He was terrified for her and wanted to protect her at any cost. Their eyes dilated in horror as a few rival men appeared in front of them, their lips curved into devilish smiles. Andrew hastily reached into his pocket to take out the gun but realised he had left it under the tree. He glared at the goons and pushed Chloe behind him to protect her. He stood in front of her like a shield. "I'm surrendering. You can take me to your boss, but let her go. She isn't at fault." Andrew had never bowed his head to anyone before, but today he accepted his defeat to protect Chloe. This showed he would do anything to keep her safe. She had b
Chloe was crying in agony, touching her face to Andrew's, thinking she had lost him. She was devastated. Mike reached the forest with his men. He became horrified as he saw Chloe weeping, hugging Andrew. He rushed to them, sat down, and held Andrew's wrist to check his pulse. He sighed with relief because Andrew was alive. "Chloe, he's alive. He's just unconscious." He tried to make Chloe understand, but she wasn't listening to him. So he held her hand and placed it over Andrew's heart. She got her breath back as soon as she heard his soothing heartbeat. She closed her eyes and sighed with profound relief. She opened her eyes and stared at Andrew with a relieved smile and teary eyes. "Why are you all standing like this? Take him to the hospital," she ordered his men in a curt tone. Two men hurriedly picked up Andrew and headed to their private ambulance. Chloe walked with them, holding Andrew's hand and staring at his face, anxious. She settled down inside the ambulance, where a d