Chapter 455

Chapter 445 The Devil At The Door

‘Zane is here,’ Ace explained what she was feeling and my blood ran cold in my body. Seeing him again would bring up a lot of pain for me, but more importantly, I was worried about Gwen. The two didn’t like each other. So, what if Zane tries to harm her, accusing her of causing a rift between the brothers?

“Gwen! get up,” I held her hand and yammered hurriedly, making her look at my face with widely opened eyes. “Wait, what is going on?” She questioned me in worry, but I didn’t listen to her and kept dragging her to the room where she used to stay before she moved out.

“Don’t come out no matter what,” I warned her, making her look me in the eye. Soon her eyes travelled behind me, and her jaw met the floor. I didn’t even have to take a guess. I knew he had walked downstairs, and she had seen him.

“Beatrice, it is—,” she tried speaking, and I nodded my head to inform her that I knew.

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“Which is why you shouldn’t come out. I promise to do my best to protect you,” I shook her hand to get her out of the trance before I locked the door behind her from the outside and stood in front of it. I turned very slowly because I knew he was waiting to face me.

As soon as I was done facing him, I watched him walk into the living room with grace. He was in all black, wearing a red crown.

softly, but his voice was able to send shivers down

I asked, straightening my back. I wasn’t afraid of him for myself, but one mistake and Gwen

so rude,” he smirked, steadily walking

used to sit here—Oh sorry I forgot, you have him with you. You

are forgetting that not only is this still my home, but you are also still my mate,” he said, skipping the subject of Maddox and continuing to talk

he finally faced me and began to come my way. I composed my posture even better and blocked his

here for Gwen, aren’t you?” I had a sarcastic grin of acknowledgment on

his head to look

him. Since he lived with us and none of us suspected him to be such a poisonous snake, I

you think I am? A high school bully? Of course not. That’s not why I am after her-see, the thing is—,” he took a creepy pause before licking his lips and coming closer, hunching over to whisper in my ear,

when he evilly expressed his intentions for the child who

muttered, and without wasting my breath on him, I punched him in the face. He barely moved; he only turned his

you hurt her or her baby,” I hissed, standing straight and not

react, he muttered, “Since you like t*ouching me so much, I wouldn’t mind doing the same,” with those words being spoken by him,

was taken aback by his sudden action; it took me some time to find a way to be