Captured by the Psycho Billionaire

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this, Quinn Enricho

med with my eyes

ad back turned to me but he doesn't even sho

y because of him. You have to believe me please! He's just my friend. We've been friends since we were kids. "

shot. " Please don't hurt him. "

ough my vision is blurred by my tea

leas

waves his hand at the guar

inue to flow when one of the men

't stop

adow over me. I don't raise my head to

hrough my frontal hair and he tucks it behind my ear. " I know everything you think you want to hide. " His thum

. I hated h

whispers. " No matter how you try or where

cia. " His hand drops to cover his knee. " Are we clear? "

oice howled louder and

feel his warm hands grab me by the arms and lift me up to my feet

ou can assure yourself of th

th his hands still tightly g

el like a mentally sick patient being

arly, this guy was the insane one

e bed and dipped my trembling finge

th was happ

have to be ha

this mess? I had to be the one who shared the same face with

er coming from a notorious Mafia boss, I had thought he was blu

ept that I'm in a villa. I haven't even seen the sunrise ever since th

all the running and crying. I was going to stay awake for the rest o

to see the sun standing high up in the sky through the s

d I had been thinking it was too g

gn, every piece of furniture was in

as opposite the vanity table set that had numer

r sat on or touched its soft looking pillows.

rug and in-between two bedside stools that h

er with arrays of hanging crystal prisms through whi

n't seem to belong in t

g these kinds of rooms, not actually sleeping in them while

e such a life of luxury. I hav

ved an interruption when the door sli

or, so if I wanted to instantly know who was in

d, Quinn approaches m

ound his muscles, especially the arms. He was very fit and

the Rolex watch strapped around his left wrist, a

standing here in front of me this morning without saying a word. I was spooked by his presence but I tri

gonna be having brea