Chapter 10
Adrian stood in the doorway looking at Ivy in her wedding dress, this sick smile twisting his face. His voice was brutal: “I literally just told you to leave Elena alone, and you immediately have her snatched? You seriously can’t stop being a psycho bitch for five goddamn minutes, can you? What kind of twisted game is this?”
Ivy looked up, totally lost. She started to say something when Adrian’s guys moved in.
One of them grabbed a chunk of her hair and straight up threw her to the floor.
Ivy’s knees cracked against the marble so hard she went white as a sheet.
“What the fuck. Adrian!” Ivy stared at him like he’d lost his mind. “Are you out of your fucking head?!”
Adrian stood over her like she was a piece of trash, his eyes dead cold.
He flicked his wrist at the bodyguard. “Get her in the car!”
The guy grabbed Ivy and even though she was fighting him, just tossed her into that black car sitting outside.
The second the car door slammed, someone pressed a drugged rag right over her face.
Ivy’s eyes went huge, she thrashed around for a bit, then just passed out cold.
God knows how much time passed before this insane pain woke Ivy up.
She was crammed inside some nasty burlap sack, all twisted up with nowhere to go.
Then someone just grabbed the whole thing and chucked her like a piece of trash.
Her arm hit the concrete hard and this sick pain shot up from her wrist–probably cracked the damn thing.
“Ngh…” She tried to groan but the tape over her mouth made it sound pathetic.
“Straight trade. Give us Elena back.” Adrian’s voice drifted in from outside, cold as hell and totally foreign.
“Word on the street is Mr. Kane’s got it bad for Miss Pierce. Guess that wasn’t bullshit.” Some guy with a scratchy voice chuckled darkly. “Since you obviously don’t give two shits about wifey here, what if we slice her up a little? Show us what you rich pricks are really about?”
Adrian went quiet for a few seconds, then said flatly, “Isn’t the money enough?”
“Money?” The kidnapper actually laughed. “Mr. Kane, we didn’t snatch people for cash.”
Just then, footsteps came from the shadows.
With some slow, mocking clapping, Tyler Cross strolled up to Adrian, this sick grin plastered on his face. “Mr. Kane, it’s been way too long.”
Adrian’s eyes went ice cold immediately. “Tyler Cross. Should’ve known it was you.”
Tyler just shrugged, sounding all casual. “Your ‘perfect wife totally screwed up my last plan, so now you’re just gonna stab her once. That’s not asking too much, right?”
“What plan?” Adrian’s brow creased.
Tyler flashed this twisted smile and leaned in close, dropping his voice. “You seriously don’t know? I was gonna…”
A loud ringtone cut Tyler off. He glanced at the caller ID and hit speakerphone without giving a damn.
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3 Years as Your Backup Wife, 1 Text to Crash Your World: ‘Guess Which Twin Left?‘
Chapter 10
“Tyler, when you coming over? We’re all waiting for you…”
“Got it.” Tyler stepped back, shaking his head like he was bummed out. “Well, Mr. Kane, you heard that–my buddies are blowing up my phone to come party, so you gotta decide fast. Either stab lvy once, or…”
He paused, his smile turning nasty. “Nobody’s walking out of here.”
The air felt frozen solid.
Adrian stared down at that squirming burlap sack, something complicated flickering in his eyes.
After a moment, he reached out and took the knife Tyler was holding, his voice low. “Fine.”
He walked over to the sack and crouched down, pressing the blade tip against the rough fabric.
Ivy must’ve sensed the danger because she started thrashing around even harder, but the duct tape kept all her sounds muffled.
Adrian’s hand was shaking slightly, but then his expression went cold again.
Without hesitating, he drove the knife straight into the sack-
Squelch.
Blood instantly soaked through the burlap, and Ivy’s body went rigid before going completely limp.
“Yes! Perfect!” Tyler burst out laughing and slapped Adrian on the shoulder. “Mr. Kane’s got some serious balls! But…”
His tone shifted, eyes turning vicious. “You wasted my time, so there’s interest to pay. Either stab Elena once, or I’m gonna stick your wife three more times.”
Adrian’s face went dark as thunder. “Tyler, don’t push your fucking luck!”
Tyler didn’t budge, just leaned against the wall all casual. “Choose, Mr. Kane. I’m not a patient guy.”
Adrian’s fists were clenched so tight his knuckles cracked.
Finally, he took a deep breath and drove the bloody knife back into the sack.
Once…
Twice…
Three times…
Adrian closed his eyes, his voice raw. “Ivy, I’m sorry…”
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