Tyler pulled Vicky to him roughly and stared into her eyes. “Are you women all born to be so heartless?”

His grip was so strong that her wrist began to hurt. She frowned and said, “It hurts… Let go…”

“Sure. Tell me who helped you.”

“I already told you that it was Harvey…”

Before she could finish, the sound of fabric tearing echoed in the room, and her shirt was torn apart.

She was stunned for a moment before she snapped out of it and covered her exposed chest. “Have you gone mad, Tyler?!”

at her with a ruthless look in his

“I don’t know…”

on protecting him no matter what, huh?” he scoffed and

did not know what he was going to do, but the anxiety that overwhelmed her urged her to

onto the bed roughly before tying her wrists skilfully with his necktie and tying

he got up and left, only to return

widened at the sight, and she immediately started struggling. “Let me go! Tyler Hart, let me go! You can’t do this to me! You lunatic! Psychopath! I don’t

the week when she was abducted

chained her up mercilessly, making her feel like a pet that was locked in a dark

any compassion or sympathy for her, and what

week, but the trauma from it continued

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