Chapter 829


    Dorothy smoothed the worry lines creasing Everett''s brow with a gentle touch.


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    "Mr. Lopez, you should know I''m not easily swayed. Did you really think a single rose would do the


    trick?"


    There was no point for him to be worried about those things! She had already made it clear that


    there was nothing more than friendship between her and Keh, yet Everett refused to ept it,


    always on guard.


    "I saw the forum posts; you''ve got quite the fan club wanting to get to know you."


    "You went through those?"


    "Just nced over them during the meeting."


    Quite the "nce," huh?


    Drawing in a deep breath, Dorothy recalled Karen''s words, "Men are just boys in grown bodies."


    That saying couldn''t be more urate.


    "Abigail and Langston are fast asleep. Why don''t you head back and catch some z''s? Karen and


    Jeffrey are bound to have more ns for the night."


    She was concerned about him pulling an all-nighter when he was still under the weather. Seeing


    how he didn''t take care of himself, her heart ached.


    "Go back... and sleep? Without you?" Everett raised an eyebrow, yfully emphasizing ''go back'' as


    he wrapped his arms around her.


    "It''s not right... leaving Abigail and Langston here alone."


    "Langston can take care of Abigail. Besides, my room is just across the hall."


    Everett had noticed it the moment they arrived. He knew precisely what his good friend had in mind


    —convenience for, perhaps a midnight rendezvous.


    Jeffrey might as well have given Dorothy''s room key to him.


    "Everett, this isn''t right, is it?"


    "What''s not right with it? You''re my girlfriend now, aren''t you? You agreed to it."


    Everett may not have mastered Jeffrey''s aggressive tactics in love, but he certainly had picked up a


    thing or two about being stubborn.


    He had put his pride on the line, even calling in favors, so he was determined to make every bit


    count.


    Dorothy was about to protest when she found herself swept up in Everett''s arms.


    "Don''t worry, we''re just going to sleep for a bit."


    Some things were better left for the night...


    ...


    In the basement, Heather had only intended to use the stocky man as a means to survive. But she


    hadn''t anticipated that this was the start of her nightmare!


    That evening, it was supposed to be the tall, thin man watching her, but the short, stocky one


    insisted on taking over.


    Once alone, he unlocked the door and tore at Heather''s clothes!


    "What are you doing? Let me go!"


    "Let you go? Weren''t you all over me before? Don''t you know what I want?"


    When Heather tried to resist, he pped her across the face with such force her cheek immediately


    swelled.


    Taking advantage of her dazed state, he forced himself on her.


    "I heard you were once the belle the Lopez family wanted to marry off."


    Heather clenched her teeth, refusing to utter a word.


    The man hated her silence, grabbing her hair and forcing her to look at him.


    "Deaf, are you? Can''t hear me?"


    "Let go of me! It hurts!"


    "You know pain? Then take care of me, make me feel good, or else... the orders from above are


    clear: anything goes as long as you don''t end up dead."


    A flicker of shock crossed Heather''s eyes. "Orders from above? Whose orders? Everett''s?"


    "Whoever sent you here, that''s who!"