All Chapters of A Second Chance: The Billionaire's Quest for Forgiveness : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

This girl he had secretly loved for so many years was now lying in his arms, drunk.She clung to his neck without a care, her soft body pressed against his chest.If he wanted to do something now, it would be so easy.Spencer leaned down and kissed Prisley’s cheek. When his lips reached hers, he paused.His Adam’s apple bobbed, and he clenched his teeth. His breathing was heavy, with a sense of restraint. His lips hovered near hers for a long moment before he pulled away.Leaning back on the couch, he let out a relieved sigh and carried Prisley to the bedroom upstairs, laying her gently on the bed.He turned and went into the bathroom, using cold water to quell the fire inside him.Water poured over him, but his mind was full of the scene Prisley asleep in his arms.She was so soft, so sweet, so unguarded. She truly saw him as her brother, but how could he have such thoughts about her?Spencer closed his eyes, letting the water wash over his face and body, but the fire inside him still

Prisley tried to call for help, but a hand gripped her throat."Don't scream! Or I'll kill you!" It was the voice of the man from the bar, filled with menace.Prisley's heart raced, but she knew struggling was futile. She obediently forced out a few words, "Don't, I’ll do as you say." Then she gave up resisting.“Calm them down. Don’t provoke them. Then find a chance to escape.” She kept telling herself.Maybe seeing her stop struggling, the hand over her mouth moved away for now.Prisley assessed the situation calmly:She was now out of the bar, and there was no way the bar security could help her. The two men had clearly chosen to act outside the bar, knowing this fact.Spencer had gone somewhere to take a call. Even if he returned to his seat and noticed she was gone, he would have a hard time finding her.In this dark corner of the street, there were only two sleazy men and her, and she couldn't rely on any passerby to help.So, the only one she could rely on was herself.Screaming

"Have the plane ready, we're heading to Kenzell. Now!""But boss, it's almost midnight. Can we fly early tomorrow instead? I'll arrange it now.""According to the police records, Prisley wasn't injured."Heather can finally breathe. She wasn't hurt. That was really a relief."A man helped her deal with another attacker. I'll get more details."A man? Was it the person she said she loved in her dreams?Heather didn't know how he hung up the phone, feeling completely overwhelmed.Prisley had been missing for so long, causing him so much worry and fear, and finally, she reappeared!He wanted to see her immediately, bring her back, and not let her leave his side for a single step.With a few hours before takeoff, Heather couldn't sleep. Closing his eyes, all he could see was Prisley splattered with blood. His fingers felt cold, then his whole body.These days, Heather still couldn't get used to Prisley not being around. He tried hard not to think about her because when he did, it felt har

"Right here, both times..."Prisley's smile was eerie, and Heather froze, feeling a chill down his spine. He withdrew from her body."What are you doing!" He sat up angrily, throwing on his robe."Nothing, some memories suddenly popped up, I couldn't control it." She gave a faint smile, then resumed her calm demeanor.Prisley lay on the bed, staring blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling, devoid of any liveliness.Heather stepped into the bathroom. Water flowed over his head, cooling his furious mind for a moment.As the anger slowly subsided, he suddenly felt the urge to slap and curse himself. Prisley had gone through so much hardship, and he hadn't been there to help, only seeking his own pleasure from her.He took her from Spencer, made her cry her heart out, and didn't give her any comfort. Instead, he demanded her to go to the bathroom when they got back."Heather, you're such a fucking asshole!" he said to himself.When Heather came out of the bathroom, Prisley was still in t

"No, you can't..." Prisley's tears fell like broken beads. Panic set in as Heather's eyes turned cold, vengeful, and lustful. She had never seen him like this and backed away in fear.Heather unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing perfect abs and a V-line, but his aura was menacing."Come to me," he ordered, lazily gesturing with a finger."No, you can't..." Prisley choked out, "The contract says you can't force me...""I don't know what force means," he replied, moving closer. "In my world, it doesn't exist."Prisley wiped away tears in despair. What a creep! How did she never see this dark side of him and fell in love with him!She was cornered and nowhere to go. She had no choice but to cry. "Please, Heather, don't do this," she begged.Heather ignored her pleas like being possessed. He grabbed her and threw her onto the bed.He slowly removed her nightgown, like unveiling a masterpiece. The room was dimly lit. As he kissed her delicate skin, he noticed bruises everywhere.On h