Loving You In Secret (Vicky and Tyler) novel Chapter 416

Vicky was held in place by Tyler's arms.

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Later that night, Vicky had an odd dream.

She saw a thick fog before her and saw herself being chased by someone else from a third person's perspective.

She had disguised herself, changed her passport, and gone through all difficulties to finally arrive at the airport. As soon as she boarded the plane, she spotted a familiar figure.

The man, who seemed to notice her gaze on him, looked up quietly as he sat elegantly on his seat.

"You seem disappointed to see me, don't you?" He said. "Did you really think you could escape?" He smirked. "If you enjoy playing tag so much, maybe... I can let you run to another country and have fun for a few days before I come for you again. How does that sound?"

The scene changed suddenly, and a man tied up by ropes appeared before her for reasons beyond her comprehension. She could not see his face, but her other self in the dream seemed anxious when she saw the man who was tied up.

She looked at the majestic man on the couch and said, "I was the one who told him to take me with him! This isn't his fault! Just punish me if you want... I'm begging you. Let him go, okay?"

The man shot her a half-smile. "You sure care about him, huh? Your standards have lowered..."

"It's really not his fault..."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. Please let him go," she pleaded.

Vicky scowled at the sight of the malicious look in the man's eyes. She did not know why she would be dreaming of such a scene, but the Vicky she saw in her dream seemed a little hysterical and ignorant of the fact that the more she pleaded, the more enraged the man would be.

She glanced at the man on the ground and slowly walked toward the man on the couch.

"Vicky, don't!" Mister Torres roared. "Vicky, don't trust him. He'll never let me go anyway!"

The man on the couch chuckled and narrowed his eyes ruthlessly. "Someone breaks his legs for me."

Two bodyguards dressed in black came over holding baseball bats in their hands.

"No!" Vicky hurried over to the man on the couch, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes to plant a brief kiss on his lips.

"Vicky Shaw, I said kiss, not a peck," the man said coldly.