Chapter Seventy Eight
In which fear knocks on her door.
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[Third Person.]
“Please don’t do this! I have a child!”
Everyone felt like tearing their ears apart. She had been sobbing nonstop, continuously mentioning not to hurt her because she had a child. Anyone who bought her in that place would eventually do bad things to her. Regardless if she had a child or not. Not one could comprehend why that was her way of thinking.
Screaming that she has a child would not save her, not in any case—no.
“I—”
Laontel pulled the blinds off of her, clearly pissed. “We f*****g get it. Shut the f**k up.”
Kyanna was inside what seemed like a beautiful place, with expensive decorations and clearly a luxury place. Laontel, the man standing before her, is a gorgeous man. With long black hair tha
