Trapped In The CEO's Game

re set above a perfectly straight nose. His lips, thin and slightly puckered, didn't move. Yet, the detached air

devil dressed

coffed in

bed, and she was hoisted up. Kevin, h

s hand away and protest

aring at her with frosty eyes,

seemed to grow col

g smile and hurried to Neal, who had collapsed in fear. Her voice, laced with a hint of complaint, said, "

erine Pearson, convinced Daniel

s, defending her an

ed his pity. All she wanted

this despicable scumbag that sh

er-in

an

together, stirring something deep

ad ch

ost nauseatingly, following his every

t disgusted him, or she displayed a prickly

ded it to Neal, noticing the bruises on her arm—

insults and biting him. When that proved

nie

on unreadable. He grasped her wrist firmly, exertin

idened. "My fiance is right here. What do y

e him, as if she was sure he

e audacity to te

, the same one that had grabbed Daniela. His face

Daniela, I beg you, please go with him. I'll break off th

ound of his bones snapping beneath

he police, but recognizing Kevin, they

wiser choice? Then why meddl

y a hand on you?" Kevin's lips curved into a slight smile, but his eyes re

ita

have th

ith Kevin. She had always been a

pression, Daniela finally gave

ed her into a car. Her heart raced, and she immediate

as his

t rid of her to avoid