Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 27

Boom!

“What the hell are you doing?” Vivian screamed as the shock from seeing Finnick stand up was long forgotten.

Before she could finish her sentence, he had already ripped her dress into shreds.

Finnick rested his body against hers, encasing her in a wall of muscle and masculine dominance.

“Finnick! What…”

Vivian tried to say something, but was cut off abruptly when he pressed his lips against hers.

It was as though he was punishing her for everything she had done, and it was something she would never be able to escape from.

No!

I don’t want this!

The events from two years ago popped into her mind, and the pain was so strong that it brought tears to her eyes.

Finnick noticed her tears and froze in shock.

He stopped what he was doing immediately and lowered his head. “Are you scared of me, Vivian?”

Instead of answering him, Vivian grabbed her exposed shoulders tightly and continued to weep.

as though someone had poured a bucket of ice-cold water over him, dousing the angry flame inside of him

her and stared at her pale, tear-streaked face in bewilderment. His heart throbbed

Sh*t!

did

he said, his voice much calmer now. He reached out to help her up, only for her to flinch away from him, as though he had electrocuted

how natural her reaction was, the flame within Finnick that had just been extinguished

said

continued to sit on the bed in

It’s been two years…

the memories of that incident

saw Finnick again that

time to go downstairs after waking up. To her

Huh?

he’s troubled over

night, Vivian struggled to figure out

Finnick was merely a show of power and dominance as a man,

don’t think he’s very happy about

about his legs? Since when could

in silence and set off for work

she was greeted with a giant riot. She grabbed a person nearby by the arm and demanded to know what happened. “The Q City Magazine Company is gone! Our collaboration projects have gone down

Q City Magazine Company?

company that Mr.

her phone and was shocked to find various reports on the matter

had deep roots in the magazine industry of Q City, yet someone managed to uproot it overnight! In fact, the owner of the company, Mr. Hark, was thrown behind bars