Chapter 442

Miles Ackerley woke up from the pain. His mouth was taped shut, hands tied behind his back, body lashed tightly to a thick column. Every inch of him ached, a harsh reminder he’d been beaten badly. What unfolded before him was straight out of a nightmare, something no one should ever witness. Eleanor Fairfax was being treated like a rag doll, her hair yanked up by the man on top of her. He was rough—vicious even. He landed a slap across her face like he didn’t think she was human. “Whore! So this is the kind of pretty boy you’re into now? Can’t get over your first love, is that it? I crushed that guy back then, and I can crush this little white face too!” “Justin, please, it’s not like that, I swear! You’re the only one I care about—only you! I didn’t betray you. Honest, Justin!” As Eleanor screamed, Justin Fisher forced her face up, locking her eyes with Miles’s. His eyes widened in shock. Nothing could’ve prepared him to wake up to this hellish scene. Eleanor was drowning in shame. Sh