Chapter 89 Congrats to the Couple

Dominic Hawthorne's words sent a chill through me. Lock her up. Where no one can see. These words dragged me back to the prison, to the kidnapping—scenes I could never forget. I thrashed and screamed, "Help! Help! Help!" My eyes darted to Zachary Hawthorne's room. I knew he was hardly ever home, yet a sliver of hope still flickered inside me. But I screamed and screamed—the door didn't budge. Dominic realized Zachary wasn't there. Something seemed to click in his mind. He pulled me close and whispered, "Come with me. Stay with me. Don't go anywhere." "No! You're crazy!" "I'm not. I'll give you everything—clothes, houses, jewels, makeup. Name it, I'll buy it. Just stay by my side." As he spoke, he reached behind him for the elevator button. I fought back. But his grip was iron. As the elevator climbed floor by floor, fear clawed at my chest. I was terrified he'd drag me straight to the underground parking the moment it arrived. "Dominic, Dominic, calm down! You love Leona, Leona! Not me