Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 89

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(Olivia's POV)

"You can scream all you want, but no one will hear you." Miles Lawrence's voice sent chills down my spine as he

examined the cut on his arm.

"The private rooms here are completely soundproofed." He stepped towardwith hungry eyes.

I lunged for the door, barely pulling it open before Miles grabbed my hair. He yankedbackward with brutal

force

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The door swung shut with a soft click.

"Get away from me!" | swung the knife wildly, fighting against the drug spreading through my system.

Miles seized my wrist, squeezing until the knife clattered to the floor. He pulledagainst his chest, pinning my

arms.

"Let go of me!" | thrashed against him, but my strength was fading fast.

A strange heat was building inside me. My body was betrayingeven as my mind screamed in revulsion.

"I like when they fight," Miles whispered against my ear. "Makes the victory so much sweeter."

He draggedtoward the private elevator at the back of the room. My struggles only seemed to excite him

more.

Miles threwonto the bed the moment we entered the suite. The impact knocked the breath from my lungs.

He pulled out a small vial, pouring its contents into a wine glass. "A little something to match your energy," he

said before downing the liquid.

| bit down hard on my bleeding lip, using the pain to clear my head. With my last strength, | pushed myself off

the bed and staggered toward the door.

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My hand found the handle, and | yanked it open. Somehow, | stumbled into the hallway as Miles cursed behind

me.

Then | saw him- Ethan Stone, standing in the corridor. His imposing figure was unmistakable even through my

drug-hazed vision.

| heard Miles's footsteps approaching. Panic gaveone last burst of energy.

I lurched forward, reaching Ethan and clutching his arm. "Ethan..." His nescaped my lips as a desperate

plea.

His amber eyes swept over me, taking in my flushed cheeks and disheveled appearance. Something dark flashed

across his face

He gripped my waist, pushingagainst the wall. His hand moved to my jaw, fingers tightening.