Chapter 129
Chapter 129:
A hint of surprise crossed Kristine’s face as one eyebrow lifted. “Is that so p>
Without hesitation, Asher gave a firm nod. His expression remained honest and direct, showing no trace of ulterior intent.
Warmth spread quietly through Kristine’s chest. “Thank you,” she replied softly.
Leaving the villa behind, she walked alongside Tripp and quickly spotted a black Rolls-Royce parked by the curb. Power seemed to cling to the dark vehicle despite its polished exterior, a chill lurking beneath its refined elegance — mirroring its owner perfectly.
“Ms. Green—” Tripp began.
Before he could finish, Kristine spoke in an even tone. “You can head back p>
With a small nod, Tripp took his leave.
The car door eased open and Colton emerged, dressed in black. Tension sharpened the lines of his face, and his gaze fixed on Kristine with an intensity that felt almost forceful.
𝖬o𝘴𝗍 𝗋е𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝘩і𝘴 𝘸𝗲𝗲k 𝗈𝗇
Holding her ground, Kristine returned his stare, her expression calm and unwavering.
“Get in the car,” Colton said, his voice low and cold.
Without acknowledging him, Kristine took out her phone and opened a ride-share app.
Dark fury gathered in his eyes as he watched her. Closing the gap in a single stride, he grabbed her wrist and steered her forcefully toward the car.
“Let go of me!” Kristine struggled and tried to bite his arm.
Experience had already taught Colton to anticipate that. Instead of loosening his hold, he tightened his grip and pushed her into the back seat. The door slammed shut.
For a brief moment, Kristine went still. By the time her senses returned, the vehicle was already speeding down the road. Anger aside, she had no intention of risking her life — she reached across and fastened her seatbelt without a word.
Moments later, the Rolls-Royce braked sharply in front of the villa.
The instant the car stopped, Colton stepped out, pulled Kristine after him, and headed straight for the staircase leading to the master bedroom on the second floor.
Fear slammed into Kristine’s chest. She grabbed the railing, wrapped her arm around the banister, and refused to let go. “What the hell is wrong with you, Colton p>
Colton halted and turned back to her, a chilling smile slowly forming on his lips. “If you already believe I have lost my mind, then tonight I might as well prove just how far I can go p>
Shock flashed through Kristine’s eyes.
Before she could react, Colton bent down and lifted her into his arms with brute force. The floor disappeared beneath her feet, and whatever sense of safety she had left shattered instantly.
“Colton, let go of me!” Kristine shouted.
He always overpowered her like this. Looking back, she regretted having spent years chasing appearances rather than real strength.
Without slowing down, Colton kicked the master bedroom door open. The sight of the large bed at the center of the room made her resistance spike. Even so, every attempt to break free failed.