Chapter 8
I thought Blake actually cared about Hannah, at least a little bit.
Turns out the guy was stone cold.
When Blake couldn’t track down Hannah’s brother or get his money back, he had Hannah kidnapped and brought to some back–alley gambling den.
Tell your piece of shit brother to pay up, or I start cutting off fingers.”
The blade caught the light as Hannah shook like crazy.
She dropped to her knees, crying her eyes out:
“My brother’s broke! He lost everything gambling…”
“Blake, I swear I didn’t want this to happen. I was terrified they were gonna kill him…”
“Please, I had your baby–can’t you just let him go? I’ll be your slave, whatever you want…”
Blake didn’t even blink. Chopped off her pinky in one clean slice.
Her scream was absolutely brutal.
Blake’s voice was ice. “Still bullshitting me? The casino didn’t take that much. Your brother’s got the cash
“Lie to me again and we’re moving past fingers.”
Hannah straight up fainted.
Blake had someone throw cold water on her face.
She woke up trembling, crawling on her knees.
“Blake, please! My brother really is broke! Just leave him alone! I’ll disappear, I swear!”
Blake snapped his fingers and these massive dudes showed up, dragging Hannah into this windowless back room.
He Defended His Pregnant Mistre at My Mothe
aid 1 Do to His Enemy
Chapter 8
Blake looked down at her like she was trash.
“You know what happens next. Start talking or find out the hard way.”
Hannah was biting her lip so hard it bled, tears everywhere.
“Blake, I just had a baby. I’m still healing. You can’t do this…”
When Blake didn’t get what he wanted, he let his guys loose.
The screaming from that room was nightmare fuel.
When it finally stopped, the whole place reeked of blood.
Blake walked in and stared at Hannah, who was barely breathing on the floor.
“Feel like talking now?”
Hannah could barely whisper: “My brother… he’s got nothing…”
Blake lost it completely. Had someone bring in the baby.
When Hannah saw those hands around her kid’s neck, she totally broke.
“That’s… that’s your son… you can’t… what the hell is wrong with you…”
“Last chance, Hannah.”
Hannah was a sobbing mess, shaking like she was having a seizure.
Finally she cracked.
“Southeast Asia. He’s in Southeast Asia.”
Hannah gave up her brother’s phone number and everything.
She honestly thought the guy was broke and hiding overseas to stay alive.
But when Blake’s people found him, the bastard was living it up with a whole crew of escorts.
Dude had gold chains around his neck worth more than most people’s houses.
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He Defended His Pregnant Mistress at My Mother’s Funeral~So I Said ‘I Do‘ to His Enemy
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Chapter 8
Blake had him dragged back to the States, but only got back like a third of the stolen money.
Obviously Blake didn’t want his company to tank completely.
So he came crawling back to me.
In five years together, he’d bought me flowers maybe three times total.
This time my whole front yard looked like a flower shop exploded.
He brought all my favorite desserts and was holding this stupid “I’m sorry” card I’d made him years
ago.
“Charlotte, I got us movie tickets. Want to go catch a film?”
Watching him grovel was just sad.
“Blake, you’re not broken. You just never gave a damn about me.”
“Get lost. Your desperate act is embarrassing.”
When he realized I wasn’t falling for it, he actually got on his knees right there on my porch.
“Charlotte, I fucked up. Just give me one shot to fix this.”
I chucked the whole bouquet at his face.
“Get the hell out of here.”
“I’m not saying it again.”
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