Lane chuckled darkly, his tone dripping with scorn.
"You sure have a tough shell to crack! I should've realized what you were up to from the get-go!"
He raised his hand again, and Kenneth had already shut his eyes, bracing for another blow, or whatever form of assault was coming next. But instead, Lane just stood up and wiped the blood that had stained his hands.
"What did I tell you before I left? Behave, and you'd be free to go! You've been a real disappointment."
"..."
"Kenneth, consider yourself lucky. The cops are all over Quincy's case like white on rice, and killing you would just be another headache for me! Otherwise, whether it's one or two doesn't make a difference to me today! Dorothy's already given into my demands and is mine now. I don't want any more trouble, so... don't push me."
Lane turned to grab a pocketknife from the table and leaned down to cut the ropes binding Kenneth.
Choked by the blood in his nostrils and throat, Kenneth coughed violently, looking utterly defeated.
Catching a glimpse of Kenneth's state, Lane snorted, "Just a couple of punches, you won't die! Go back and make me dinner, and you might just keep your life!"
Kenneth propped himself up with his elbows, struggling to his feet.
Lane, seemingly disgusted, frowned, "If I catch you stepping out of line again, I'll make sure it's the end of you! Now, get lost."
With that, he walked ahead, leaving Kenneth behind.
Kenneth, his hand clamped over his nose to stem the bleeding, appeared to be wiping the blood from his face and body. Unseen, he discreetly dropped a small black box in a corner of the room, well-hidden by a nearby table.
"Do you plan on staying here tonight?"
Seeing Kenneth unmoving, Lane asked with a menacing edge to his voice.
Now that he had met with Dorothy, her demands—though unreasonable—weren't entirely unacceptable.
Thinking of this, Lane's mood improved slightly, even a rare smile gracing his features.
"Dorothy... She's indeed the woman I set my eyes on—so principled, just how I like!"
"..." At the mention of Dorothy's name, Kenneth's fingers trembled ever so slightly.
Over the years, Dorothy's name had become a brand on his heart.
Hearing it always stirred something in him, hard as he tried to hide it.
"You see, getting Dorothy wasn't easy for me! So, as long as you're not a stumbling block, we can negotiate everything else!" Lane finished, even clapping Kenneth on the shoulder, "Got it?"
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The readers' comments on the novel: The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires
Why didn't Jeffrey call Everett from the office? Lock his door instruct security to not let anyone in and speak to Everett on the phone? Or send him a text giving him a quick summary of what's up and that he's on his way over. That way when he runs into Heather on his way out he informs her Everett already knows....
The children's stories are si boring. This book is like torture. I've put in so much time I have to see this through but it's becoming more difficult....
Finish this already...
Why are you delaying the updates? You wait over a month just to give us 5 chapters?...
Again no updates in weeks, is this where the story ends?...
Can you please just post the whole book this is dragging out and no updates in weeks...
Felicity s hold grow up n relise that craving is playing n finish getting back together correctly with mile n get married and Abigail needs to grow up n stop being shelter by her parent n realize that the other women is lying n getting her to hpget a divorce with Craig, n Craig needs to be to pride to see what's really going on n stop being dumb...
This story is getting boring already. Just wrap it up 🙏...
Can you please convey this to the person who owns this website? Update “find me in your labyrinth” novel please...author is MIA since 12/4......
I don't agree with not letting him in. That just seems cruel and besides wasn't the whole point of getting pregnant again was for him to experience and travel the journey of pregnancy with her?...