The Billionaire's Obsession ; His Relentless Love

after that damned woman hi

s he was planning to dash out and find her to teach her a

him lying on the floor, ignored for an ent

eless about what thes

he was brought here-and to his

amned woman who had run away yesterday! It did

aster Prescott? How did I not know about th

er. He had laid hands on Master Prescott'

I'm doomed.' "Master Prescott, I was wrong... I

ximus Cromwell's face, as if he had seen

could only mean one thing: Master Prescott's power was truly te

, "what did you do wrong?" Annabe

to Maximus Cromwell, his tone was e

motion-just a chilling

een intimidating toward her, his demeanor now was something el

uldn't have touched what belongs to you! Mr. Prescott, I beg you, please spare me! If I had known Miss Sull

remained unreadable, his

el overwhelmed by the cold, op

Cromwell, her fingertips turning icy as

and vulnerable, Maximus Cromw

hands roam recklessly over her body. The fear and disgust

er mind: 'There's no real difference

dators.' It just so happened that, in her irrati

commanding. "Speak. I want to hear every detail

huh?' Adrian didn't b

ment. Cold sweat dripped from Maximus Cromwell's forehead as h

sten any longer. Her unease g

happened yesterday?' What alarmed her even

the chill was seeping into her very bones

t had happened

a thought gnawed at him-if she hadn't fled in desperatio

mn

he thought of anoth

l stood before him, his attempt at

y shade, like bruised flesh

introduced me to his daughter." Annabelle's hands tightened

anymore. As for that thing below your waist-it's redundant too. And your company?

itched, fear etched

d Adrian to punish

oed in on her, sh

t's too harsh?" An

believed in the law, in justice bein

, but wasn't it the law's job to p

punishment enough," she whispered.

s hands, cripple him, bankrupt him, and finally

. "I didn't-" Adrian'

u, look after you. You shouldn't

ounting the investigation's findings. "For years, Maximus Cromwell exploited unde

to take his own life. He also forced more than a dozen women to undergo abortions..." Annabelle fell s

ught, it never f

at Adrian. He was nothing like her

dinary, sheltered fr

f shadows, wielding power over life an

inking, as Maximu

ttled over her, her

e, really? Adrian's hand slipped into

like ice; she hadn't not

of hot milk." His thumb brushed over her

ou cold? Should I get you a

htened, as if he fear