Chapter 142
Adam’s expression was cold and razor–sharp. “Elijah’s car plates are untouchable in Merrity. Locking down the roads won’t w work intime.”
“Then what’s the plan, Mr. Alvarez?” Leo asked..
Without a word, Adain pulled out his phone and dialed a mumber–Elijah’s father, Hendy.
A też family and the Zander family shared long–standing tirs, and by custom, Adam was expected to address Henry as “Uncle Henry“,
Annected almost instantly, and Henry’s voice came through “Adam? What an unexpected call. What’s the occasion?”
Adam’s grip on the phone tightened, his tone cutting like steel. “Your son just kidnapped someone who belongs to me. Think carefully, Does he have any private villas in the suburbs?–
Meanwhile, in a private villa on the outskirts of the city, Celine’s eyelids fluttered open. She quickly became aware of her surroundings–a luxurious, oversized bed beneath her and the omate decor that adomed the space.
Where was she?
Her pulse quickened as she shot upright, her body taut with alam.
“Celine, you’re awake?” A man’s voice pierced the silence. Her head snapped in the direction of the voice, her eyes locking onto Elijah.
Her pupils narrowed instinctively “Elijah? What are you trying to do?
past moments ago, she had been preparing to step back into the spotlight as Dr. C, but now Elijah had dragged her her.
Elijah smirked. “What do you think I’m trying to do? The other day, you humiliated me and beat me so badly in front of everyone. Don’t you think it’s time even
the score
forthis
Elijah was a man unaccustomed to disgrace. The humiliation she’d dealt him still burned, and he wasn’t the type to forgive. He had been waiting for opportunity to make her pay.
Celine’s hand inched subtly toward her waist, her instincts licking in. But as her fingers brushed the fabric of her dress, her expression faltered.
Earlier, while changing backstage, she had chosen a sleeveless white dress. She hadn’t thought to bring her silver needles or her medicinal powders.
Elijah suddenly eased himself down onto the edge of the bed beside her. “Celine, I’ll give you two options. First, you kneel and apologize to me. Second…” His gaze lingered on her face, taking in her delicate features. With makeup, Celine looked radiant and breathtaking, enough to stir his heart.
Celine instinctively shifted back, putting as much distance as the bed allowed between them. “And the second option?” she asked.
Elijah’s lips curved into a sly smile. “Second, you become my girlfriend. If you agree, I’ll forget what happened that day. Your little ‘win‘ can just be chalked up t lovers‘ spal
He dated to ask her to be his girlfriend again.
*I will never be your girlfriend,” she declared firmly, her tone resolute.
to
have any idea how many women would kill for the chance
Elijah’s expression hardened instantly. “Celine, don’t act like you don’t know what’s good for you. Do you ha to be my girlfriend?
Celine didn’t bother answering. Without another word, she climbed off the bed and darted toward the door, But she didn’t make it far.
Elijah grabbed her arm in one swift motion and shoved her down onto the bed. “Celine, if I can’t have your heart… then I’ll just take your body instead.” Pissing her down beneath him, Elijah began tearing at her clothes.
“No! Let me go!” Celle seamed, struggling with all her might. Her nails raked across his neck, leaving a deep, bloody scratch.
Her deisance seemed t
to turl him further, his blood boiling with exhilaration. With a sharp glare, he raised his hand and struck her hard across the lace. Celine’s vision blamed as the slap rattled her senses. The metallic tang of blood pealed in lige mouth, a thin trail dripping from the comer of her lips.
Elijahtore läs shirt over his head in a heartbeat and unbuckled his bell with the same urgency. The pale glow of her flawless skin, the delicate curve of her bare arms, and the long, slender liner of herlegsset les pulse hammeding.
“Damn it,” he thought. He’d been with plenty of women, but something about celine was different. She was exquisite and inesistible.
without hesitation, he grabbed the hem of her diess and posted it upward. “Celine, I really like you just be mine already,” he murmured. Celine’s scream tore through the room, sharp and unrelenting.
