Christopher pulled the woman he had sacrificed everything for into his arms, holding her as if she were the most precious treasure. His sweat- drenched palm pressed against her back, and he clutched her tightly, as though he could merge her into his very soul.


    "Christopher... You beast... Let me go..." Be pleaded. Her eyes were red and filled with tears. Her voice wasced with both anger and vulnerable softness. Despite her anger, her fragile, alluring beauty only fueled Christopher''s desire even further.


    “Be, you have no idea how much your current state is really turning me on right now," Christopher said, his voice quivering as he struggled to hold himself back, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple. His breath was heavy with desire, filling the air around her.


    "Bastard..." Be could do nothing buty there, powerless in his embrace, tears streaming down her face. Once a proud and unyielding youngdy, she now found herself at the mercy of the man she despised most, helpless and despairing, wishing she could simply die.


    "Don''t be afraid. I only injected you with heavy anesthesia. Once the effects wear off, you''ll be fine-it won''t harm your body," Christopher''s fingers threaded through her silky ck hair, caressing it with possessive tenderness. "But that''s only if you behave."


    "Christopher... You''ve finally gotten what you wanted... You animal!" Be''s body was tense, her eyes ring at him angrily. Though she couldn''t move, every inch of her body was resisting him.


    "Do you think you''ve won? The Iverson Group has fallen, the new drug experiment is over, Taylor, Deputy Chief Owen Hopkins... All your so-called loyal followers have either been brought to justice or turned on you... You''ve already reached a dead end!”


    Christopher''s eyes remained calm, smiling as he listened to her quietly.


    "Now that you''ve kidnapped me, you probably think you can use me as a bargaining chip to give yourself onest chance at escape." Be''s eyes were red with fury, but she suddenlyughed bitterly. "Give up on that idea. I''d rather die than be your prisoner!"


    "Be, you''ve misunderstood me. I never intended to hurt you. I just want to be with you." Christopher''s gaze was thick with greedy desire, as if he wanted to meld her into himself.


    "Besides, I know you well. You''ve always been as stubborn as a wild horse. The more I try to tie you


    free. So, in that clever little head yours, you''re not thinking of


    down, the more you''ll wanteau get


    dying you''re nning how to


    escape from this ind I''ve prepared for you or how to kill me. Remember, your family is waiting for you toe home, and there''s Justin... Would you really leave them behind? If you die, they''ll be devastated."


    At the mention of her family-Wyatt, her brothers, Aunt M, and Justin-Be''s eyes turned red and welled up with tears. Her chest rose and fell as she struggled to contain her emotions.


    Her heart felt tossed about like a small boat adrift in a turbulent sea, on the verge of being consumed by the crashing waves.


    "Be, I prepared Rose Ind especially for you. It''s my wedding gift to you," Christopher said softly.


    Be''s entire body tensed and clenched her teeth. "Mad dog!"


    Christopher''s voice was husky and filled with lust. His cold lips brushed against her forehead, her nose, and her delicate ears. "I''ve filled this ind with your favorite


    vel.ne


    roses white ones, red ones... even


    cultivated ck roses just for


    you. I''ll


    carry you to see them in a moment, okay?"


    Be used every bit of strength left in her to twist her head, resisting his increasingly erratic kisses. His touch felt like the slimy, cold skin of a snake slithering across her skin. There was no love or desire in it, only revulsion and disgust.


    "Be, you and Justin haven''t registered your marriage yet."Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    Be''s eyes widened, and her breathing hitched.