CHAPTER 595. FIGHT FOR YOU. Fighting for YouHe was by her side in seconds—scared but determined—while Adriana shot him a murderous glare that screamed, *"I’m going to castrate you.”* “Aren’t you more concerned about being naked?” he asked, swallowing hard. She responded with a sarcastic shrug. “No, I’m not worried about being naked, because I already know you’re crazy, but not stupid!” she snapped. “What I *do* want to know is why I’m here and not in Paris, in a lovely apartment overlooking the Eiffel Tower, sipping wine and eating a damn baguette!” “Well, I’m not opposed to the baguette. Honestly, I’m hungry, and I don’t know if you’ll like what I cooked. But wine... well, I can’t drink—I’m on duty. But it makes you happy, so I’ll see if I can find…” “Kyle!” Adriana interrupted, staring at him like he’d lost his mind. “What are we doing here? Where the hell are we? This looks like a frozen wasteland, and I *know* I didn’t sign up for this!” Kyle took a deep breath and stepped t
CHAPTER 596. FIGHT FOR YOU. Santa Claus is ComingThey were close—so close that Adriana could smell the faint aroma of chocolate on his breath. No matter how angry or disappointed she was with him, she couldn’t deny the spark that crackled between them. Now… whether that spark could reignite into the blazing fire it once was, that was another matter entirely. “Nice speech, Mr. Tyrant,” she grumbled through clenched teeth. “So, do I have to walk around wrapped in a blanket like a caveman, or are you going to get me something to wear?” Kyle’s eyes locked with hers for a moment. He thought better of joking—or confessing that he absolutely preferred her this way. “I’ll find you something to wear,” he murmured, fleeing the room as if the devil were on his heels. He’d put himself in this position, but knowing Adriana was disappointed was one thing; feeling the sting of her indifference was entirely another. She didn’t make a sound as he handed her a thick, fluffy pajama set for the co
CHAPTER 597. FIGHT FOR YOU. You're a Damn Danger!The plan was actually pretty basic: Climb onto the roof.Avoid breaking his neck rolling off the edge.Reach the chimney.Slide down it.Slowly tighten his grip around Adriana’s neck while kissing her hard, so she’d know he was punishing her.**Plan flaws:** His hands were frozen stiff from the damn cold.The cabin roof was covered in snow.The snow had hardened into a slippery sheet of ice.The smoke from the chimney made it impossible to see how far down he could slide.Adriana would probably kill him with a log—or something similar—if he even *thought* about kissing her right now, let alone passionately.**Conclusion?** He was bound to lose. But still, like any dashing knight, generous lover, and brutish, immature, barely functional man, Kyle Orlenko climbed up the side of the cabin, cursing under his breath as he tried not to slip on the ice, sweating beneath his hood despite the freezing temperatures. “I’ll kill her! I’ll kill
CHAPTER 598. FIGHT FOR YOU. Tell Me It’s Not Because of Me“You can’t do this…! Let me go!” Adriana growled, biting her lower lip so hard it bled. Still, Kyle’s tongue plunged into her mouth, his arms locking around her so tightly that for a moment, Adriana thought she might suffocate. She beat against his chest with all the strength she had, trying to push him away, but all it earned her was his hands gripping her face as he kissed her even more fiercely. His tongue was still dominant and unmistakable. His body was still hot and powerful, his instincts just as primal. The spark between them still burned, but Adriana wasn’t entirely sure she wanted it to reignite at that moment. Gradually, her resistance faded until Kyle could feel her stop struggling. He felt her stop resisting—but he didn’t feel her surrender. That difference between consent and indifference hit Kyle hard, and he pulled his mouth away from hers. “Adriana…” “Let me know when you’re done,” she murmured, staring u
CHAPTER 599. FIGHT FOR YOU. Esther KieganHe was furious. She was furious. Outside, the weather seemed worse than both of them combined, with gusts of wind battering the cabin’s walls as if they were solid objects. Kyle had accounted for everything before bringing Adriana here—everything except the weather. So, he sat back on the couch, completely relaxed, knowing no one in their right mind would come for them in this storm. The fire was crackling warmly, the cabin was cozy, and he knew the lingering effects of the pills he’d used to put her to sleep would knock Adriana out sooner than later. And he wasn’t wrong. An hour later, she was already curled up by the windowsill again. He resisted the urge to carry her to the bed, fighting against the gnawing suspicion that all of this was happening because of him. Maybe it was the noises outside—the creaking trees—or just his own confidence, but by the time the sound of breaking glass startled him, it was already too late. The windows ha
CHAPTER 600. FIGHT FOR YOU. PainKyle was dazed. The small, targeted explosion had destroyed his metal legs below the knees. Would it kill him? No. Did it hurt like hell? Absolutely. Because even though those legs were artificial, the way the base plates were connected to the nerve networks in his limbs made the pain feel infinite—and then some. He glared at Vance with concentrated hatred, and for one terrible second, he understood that he couldn’t stop him from taking Adriana. “Let her go now!” he hissed. “And maybe I’ll let you keep breathing…” “You know that’s not going to happen!” “Then make sure I don’t find you,” Kyle growled. “Because if you so much as harm a single hair on her head, I guarantee you’ll spend the rest of your sad, long, miserable life in a three-by-three-meter cell with me, tied to a chair as I tear you apart piece by piece. Got it?” The fury in his eyes made it impossible to misunderstand, but that wasn’t going to stop Burgges. “Well, who would’ve though
CHAPTER 1. More than one way to break a heart**JANUARY SEATTLE**"How could you do this?!" Zack Keller's furious roar stopped his girlfriend right at the door as soon as he saw her arrive.Giselle saw a piece of paper in his hand and had no idea what he was talking about, but she had never seen him so upset as he was at that moment."I don't know what you're talking about...""Of course you do! You aborted my child! You lost it on purpose!" he accused her angrily. "Did you at least have the damn intention of telling me anything?!"The woman in front of him turned pale."How... how do you know...?"Zack threw the paper in her direction and looked at her with disappointment."Do you forget you're on my company's health insurance?" he spat, approaching her. "As soon as your last name appeared in the payment records, they notified me. Imagine my joy when I found out the insurance had paid for a pregnancy test and then for an ultrasound!"Giselle stepped away from him, her face red with e
CHAPTER 2. Something is Very Wrong...**NOVEMBER. VANCOUVER**"Andrea! To my office! Now!"The shout from her boss, a middle manager at SportUnike, made her jump in her seat, anxious because she knew he was in a very bad mood that day."Is this a damn joke?" he growled, throwing a folder of documents at her face. "I clearly told you I needed the budget reports for the water sports division from last month!"Andrea's eyes widened."But... Mr. Trembley... I'm sure you said you wanted this month's reports...""Don't argue with me, you useless idiot!" her boss snapped. At fifty years old, Peter Trembley was as unpleasant as his bulging belly, but Andrea had to endure him because she had barely managed to get a job as his assistant, and she and her daughter depended on it to survive. "Don't you realize what's happening? SportUnike is gone! A Swiss bastard bought it, and now we'll just be a part of his company! Do you know what that means?"Andrea knew. The arrival of a new owner had create