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?!”

look in his eyes

“I don’t know…”

matter what, huh?” he scoffed

know what he was going to do, but

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

only to return in a few minutes with chains

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 want

of the week when she was abducted flushed back

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

compassion or sympathy for her, and what awaited her was endless

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

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