Vivian had no idea where this sudden outburst of feelings come from. She raised her brows slightly and managed a reply, “Perhaps we humans have a natural sense of fear of darkness. After all, we’re not nocturnal creatures.”He then went to sit at the table and informed her, “I’ve already ordered the food, if that’s okay with you.”Vivian found herself being involuntarily nervous whenever she looked at his face. She instinctively tried to soothe herself with humor. “It’s alright, as long as it’s
Gripping fear made Vivian lose her voice. Her teeth chattered and she had to support herself with her arms on the table. She wanted to make a noise that would catch someone else’s attention, and she wanted to storm out of the door as well. However, everything was futile. Her body was limp as she sat on the chair. She could not even swipe the plates off the table with her current strength.She started to see patches of black. While she was teetering on the edge of consciousness, she saw the man s
This was the lowest, vilest, dirtiest form of revenge in the world.There was a soft rap on the door before four men filed into the room. One of them brought a video camera. Vivian was starting to feel an impending sense of danger here. She rolled off the wide bed and scampered backward until her back was pushed against the cold wall.Edward stood up and walked up to her. He stopped when he was a few steps away, and he tossed her a sharp tool. “Take this. Show me how you kill.”It was a fruit kn
Edward called the muscular man named Wade Rivera and instructed him, “It’s getting late. Send Miss Carraway home, will you?”He was going to let her go! Vivian felt nervous and excited at the same time. She was worried that her eyes would betray her, so she quickly shut her eyelids. She did not even want to appear too eager to leave. She pushed herself up laboriously from the couch and moved slowly. However, Wade was impatient. He pulled her up and half-dragged her away.Edward suddenly called o
“Don’t go to the police,” he had said with such confidence. Was that a threat? Was it because he had someone backing him up?He was not afraid of her reporting this to the police…Was it simply because he had that video? However, she was not afraid of this form of blackmail. She was a victim. The person who should be feeling humiliated was the people who had done this to her, not her! She refused to give in to this form of blackmail and let herself rot in this filth. She absolutely refused to!
Vivian felt as if someone had covered her nose, and she momentarily found it difficult to breathe. “What the hell do you want?”“To continue our little game.”“You’re going to use my family to force me into submission, aren’t you?” she asked stiffly.“That’s right,” he confessed, his words cruel and merciless. “They’re my bargaining chips. Don’t try to break the rules of the game again, Miss Carraway. Don’t test my patience again.”A long time passed before she spoke again, “If I listen, do
Vivian’s face turned deathly pale. Her hands trembled so badly that holding her cutlery became a difficult feat as if she had lost all self-control.On the evening before Liam’s return to the country, she received another call from Edward. “Miss Carraway, come over tonight and accompany a guest of mine. The car will be waiting for you outside the university.”His tone suggested that this was a request, but he did not give her any room to reject him.She sat in her office and fumbled around he
Edward’s smile froze in place. His gaze lingered on her before he smiled again. “Of course, you can,” he said, then he looked at Mr. Fette. “Miss Carraway’s fiancé will be coming home tomorrow. Have some decorum, Mr. Fette. Please don’t create conflict between lovers.”He knew everything. He knew that Liam would be back tomorrow, so he had purposely chosen this day to cheapen her. He left her a loophole on purpose to lure her into going all in, then watched her as she struggled and fought helpl