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.

but his voice was able to

afraid of him for myself, but one mistake and Gwen could land in

you. Don’t be so rude,” he smirked, steadily walking around the living room and staring at

here—Oh sorry I forgot, you have him with you. You took his heart,” I reminded him of the fact that not only did he kill his brother but

you are forgetting that not only is this still my home, but you

come my way. I composed my posture even better and blocked his way

had a sarcastic grin of

keeping his head down, then raised his head to look me in the eye with

ask him. Since he lived with us and none of us suspected him to be such a

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, “that baby is my tool for

my chest when he evilly expressed his intentions for the child

my breath on him, I punched him in the face. He barely moved; he only turned his face to the

baby,”

muttered, “Since you like t*ouching me so much, I wouldn’t mind doing the same,” with those words being spoken by him, he crashed his l*ips against mine with so much force that a yelp escaped from my

me some time to find a way to be released