The sleek black Rolls-Royce pulled away from the bustling city and rolled into the deserted outskirts.
Violette was chilling in the back seat with her eyes closed. After a while, the car pulled to a stop. She slowly opened her eyes to look outside. All she saw was a dense and unfamiliar forest, eerie and cold.
She had a bunch of question marks in her head. Where the heck was this? Why on earth had he brought her here?
"Where are we?" She asked him.
"Just one of my holiday villas." He said as he stepped out of the car.
Holiday villa? There was no way he brought her here for a vacation.
She got out of the car and followed him towards the villa.
The villa was a typical gothic-style building. The grey-blue building nestled in the forest, exuding a creepy and mysterious vibe.
She felt like she was walking into a prison, not a holiday villa. Looking back, she saw his bodyguards following behind. She was totally trapped now.
Entering the villa, the open view inside made her frown.
The interior design was oppressive.
"Violette, when did you start contacting my mother?" He asked.
The villa's door quietly closed behind them.
She shot a glance at the closed door and asked, "So, if I don't answer your question, I can't leave, right?"
"Elijah...I'm sorry..." She lowered her head, "The reason I can't tell you isn't because you don't matter or because I want to ignore your feelings... I know you're hurting, but I can't say..."
Elijah heard the sound of his heart shattering.
Just then, one of the bodyguards strode over and said, "Mr. Bourne, let me handle this woman. I have ways to make her talk!"
Of course, Elijah knew what the bodyguard's method was.
There were two ways to make enemies talk. The first one, bribery. The second one, torture.
Obviously, the first method wouldn't work on Violette. So they were left with the second one.
He had never been able to bring himself to hurt her.
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