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?!”

with a ruthless look in his eyes as he uttered cruelly, “Who was

“I don’t know…”

you plan on protecting him no matter what, huh?”

he was going to do, but the anxiety that overwhelmed her urged

tossed her onto the bed roughly before tying her wrists skilfully

up and left, only to

“Let me go! Tyler Hart, let me go! You can’t do this to

when she was abducted

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

had not expressed any compassion or sympathy for her, and

know how she managed to survive that week, but the trauma

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