Tyler stared at Vicky with his dark eyes.

Vicky’s heart raced, and she instinctively looked away.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled the door by the passenger’s seat open. “Get in,” he said before shoving her inside.

“…” Vicky knew better than to act hysterically in public, so she did not struggle.

Tyler drove to a certain restaurant. Once they entered a private room, the waiter brought them the menu.

Vicky flipped through the pages and realized it had been a long time since she had a meal with Tyler alone ever since Gloria returned.

The thought depleted her appetite, so she ordered a salad and handed the menu back. “That’ll be all,” she said.

Tyler, who was reading the menu, looked up. “That’s it?”

“Yeah.”

or something?” He paused and corrected himself, “Even a cat eats more than

“…”

was so frustrated by Tyler that she could barely eat, but she did not want to waste time explaining herself to Tyler. “I’m on a diet. I don’t

woman like you are

caught in her chest as his words reminded her of the memories she recently

saying that he was interested in her; it was shortly after that that he got drunk and

to sleep every night with a skeleton in your arms, then,” she said

spending nights at

his lust in mind; he

tried to escape his restraints but never succeeded, so she eventually gave up. Nonetheless, she refused to put up with him for mocking her

I don’t want to hold a skeleton in my arms at night that

clenched her fists. “Then don’t

that I can put you on a shelf to admire like some

his laughter. Fearing that Tyler might run his mouth and say

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