The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 903

Bruce’s eyes narrowed into ominous slits as his grip tightened on her arm.

“You think this place is too cramped, huh? Don’t worry, we can head back to the room,” Bruce said with a wicked grin, releasing her arm to grab the throw blanket off the couch.

“Help-mmph!” Evelyn’s plea for help was cut short as Bruce stuffed the throw blanket into her mouth.

He yanked his leather belt free, binding her hands with it, then hoisted her over his shoulder and strode towards the bedroom.

“Mmmph!” Evelyn struggled violently, her bound hands beating against him, her legs kicking wildly.

No matter how much her kicks hurt him, Bruce held on tight, preventing her from sliding off his shoulder. He marched into the bedroom, threw her onto the bed, and with angry, labored breaths, pinned her hands above her head.

“Settle down, Evelyn! Don’t think you can scream and shout at me just because I’m usually patient! Today I’m going to show you just how tough your man can be!”

her wrists to the headboard and secured her ankles

he pounced, kissing her cheeks, her

twisted and turned her head, trying to dodge him, but no matter how much she struggled, she

over Evelyn, tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes, disappearing into

contract for Central Ring Villa, Thalassa returned home in a daze to find the house

she noticed the dinner dishes still on the table

Thalassa called out towards the

no

BANG!

loud noise came from the bedroom.

tensed. Worried, she hurried toward the bedroom, turned the doorknob, ready to open the

it

“Mom, are you in there? What was that