Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Diana stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Connor. "Uncle Connor," she called out.

Her feelings for Connor were all over the place. At the evening's event, Uncle Connor hadn't voted for her. What did that mean? Was it on purpose? Was he trying to set some emotional boundaries?

These thoughts sent a sharp pain through Diana's heart. She also realized something else. Uncle Connor treated Chloe differently. That night, Diana's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, especially about what Eve had said at her 20th birthday party. Eve had mentioned that Chloe and Uncle Connor had been dating for three years in Riverbrook. In hindsight, it didn't seem like idle gossip.

"Come here," Connor said, sitting down and glancing over at Diana. Obediently, she walked over.

"What's that in your hand?"

Diana handed him what she was holding. "Snake eggs." She told Connor everything, including that Kalilah had been hiding them. As he listened, Connor's eyes grew cold, and the air around him seemed to chill. Diana wanted to ask him something, but his demeanor told her it wasn't the right time.

Just then, Barrett emerged from the tent. "Diana, you must've been scared tonight. How about a walk to clear your head?"

Diana wasn't sure what time it was, but it was still dark. From the tent, she could hear Kalilah's desperate cries for mercy. She didn't know how long Chloe's anger would last. Seeing Connor so distracted, her heart ached even more.

So she agreed. "Sure, Barrett, let's go."

As she spoke, she glanced at Connor deliberately. But he seemed oblivious, his eyes fixed on Chloe's tent, sharp as a knife. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts.

Diana remembered how Barrett had once peeled shrimp for her, and Uncle Connor had stopped him. But now... his mind seemed elsewhere.

Without saying another word, Diana

Chloe and Kalilah remained

followed Barkett. Inside the tent, only

Connor, stood watch. Kalilah's screams pierced the night,

accompanied by the flickering campfire, creating a unique scene on the beach.

Connor waited quietly outside. Inside, Chloe was finally exhausted. On the ground, Kalilah lay still, too

weak toProperty of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

to scream. The pain was unbearable, like her bones had been crushed by a steamroller.

"Help, help..." Kalilah whimpered. "Chloe, you'll pay for this. Once I'm out, I'll kill you!"

"Please, please let me go..." she begged. "I'm sorry, spare me, my queen, spare me..."

Her thoughts were disjointed from

the torture. Chloe sat on the air mattress, exhausted. It had been a while since she'd been in a physical confrontation, and she felt rusty. She hadn't actually hit Kalilah. Instead, she had disassembled and

ave

reassembled the detachable bones in her body, a technique her friend had taught her. It was designed to cause excruciating pain without physical harm. Her friend had some peculiar hobbies and had taught her quite a few tricks.