Chapter 249
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I bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted blood. My skin crawled at the thought of his hands on me, but I refused to show fear. I silently promised myself that if I survived this, every person involved would pay.
Just as his fingers hovered over my exposed skin, a deafening gunshot rang out from outside. The men froze. Footsteps thundered in the hallway, growing louder. The door was kicked open with such force it nearly came off its hinges. Marcus led a team of heavily armed security personnel into the room, their movements precise and coordinated. The guards turned to fight back, but they were overwhelmed in seconds.
Behind them all, Devon walked in calmly. His tailored black suit was immaculate, contrasting sharply with the violence around him. His jaw was clenched, eyes dark with a rage I’d never seen before. When his gaze fell on me–bound to the chair with torn clothing–something shifted in his expression. A flash of shock, quickly replaced by a cold fury that transformed his entire face.
In that moment, seeing him there, my carefully constructed defenses crumbled. A single tear slid down my cheek, the first sign of weakness I’d allowed myself to show. I hadn’t realized until now how desperately I’d wanted him to come.
Devon approached the guard who had torn my dress, his steps measured and deliberate. “Repeat what you just did to her,” he commanded, his voice low and terrifyingly controlled.
The guard paled. “Sir, I was just following orders-”
Before he could finish, Devon pulled out a handgun and fired at the man’s knee. The guard collapsed with a howl of agony. I flinched as warm blood spattered across my face, my body tensing with shock.
Devon tucked the gun away and knelt before me. The transition was jarring–the same hands that had just inflicted violence now moved with gentle precision as he slipped his suit jacket around my shoulders. His fingers were careful as he untied the ropes, his touch deliberately light around my raw wrists. The contrast made my breath catch.
“You’re safe now,” he murmured, his voice for my ears only. There was a softness there I’d rarely heard from him.
When I was finally free, Devon lifted me into his arms without asking, cradling me against his chest as if I weighed nothing. I could feel his heartbeat, strong and steady against my side, gradually syncing with my own racing pulse. The warmth of him seeped into my cold skin.
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“Marcus,” Devon said coldly, “clean this up.” The hardness returned to his voice when addressing his employee, making the tenderness he’d shown me feel all the more significant.
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He carried me out of the cabin and into the night. The cool air against my skin made me shiver, bringing me back to reality. Devon held me tighter in response, his arm securing me against him as if afraid I might disappear.
“I didn’t think you’d come,” I whispered, my voice raspy from fear and relief.
His arms tensed around me. “I will always come for you, Aria,” he said quietly, but with absolute certainty. The intensity in his words made my chest tighten with an emotion I wasn’t ready to name.
Devon placed me in the backseat of his car, sliding in beside me rather than taking the driver’s seat. As we pulled away from the cabin, I gazed out the window, watching the
trees disappear into darkness.
“How did you find me?” I asked, my voice steadier now, though my hands still trembled slightly.
“I have my methods.” His hand found mine in the darkness, thumb brushing over the rope burns on my wrist with unexpected tenderness. “No one takes what’s mine.”
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Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.

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