The Billionaire's Captive: A Heart Broken

jaw, the pressure bruising her skin. His ey

bbed the thin silk straps of the dress. She pulled them down, mov

ence. He didn't wait. He grabbed the fr

k was loud in the quiet

r herself. Her skin broke out in goosebumps from the cold air and pure te

is brow furrowed deeply. Suddenly, a strang

nd roughly loosened the edge of the towel around h

rapid breaths. Hope flared in her chest. T

Are you... are you feeling tired

His eyes locked onto hers,

erous, feral intensity. There was no sleepin

ped around her wrist like an iron shac

n collided, Chadwick let

g from severe psychogenic ED. No woman could make him feel anything. But the second this tr

ed his brain entirely. It c

essing against her. Her face drained of all color. She push

amed, pure panic tear

t him so tightly she could barely breathe. He buried his face in the crook of her

ning through his veins. It had absolutely nothing to do with any chemical reaction or drug. The sole, undeniable source of this raging inferno was the terrified girl t

the walls of the massive bedroom. But the so

back, grabbed the back of her hair, and smashed

y and violence. He devoured her mouth, d

ce of the man overwhelmed her. In a burst of desperate de

of blood instantly

He tore his mouth away,

smearing the blood. The haze of lust in

ueezing hard enough to force her mouth open. H

he demanded, his voic

ipping down her chin as she

you put in the water?" he roared,

ut. "Sleeping pills!" she sobbed, wrapping her arms around he

ick f

, then at his own body, which was still raging

y drug. It wasn'

d broken through his psychological barrier, the only thing that cure

is eyes. He stared down at Amalia not as a