Another man stood in the room, towering over Kyler. Nolan. He really was here. This wasn’t a dream. She watched as Sir’s expression changed, cold replacing anger. When he stalked toward her ex, Beth shook her head. No, no, no. Don’t trust Kyler. No matter how big Sir was, he could still get badly hurt.
“I hardly did this for nothing,” Nolan said to Kyler with a sneer. “She has a p***y worth taking. Yeah. Honey sweet.”
With an ominous whine, her husband pushed to his feet, and Beth whimpered. Don’t hurt Nolan. She turned to Z over at the knotted chain. “Help him,” she whispered. “Please.”
Z’s silvery gaze met hers. He shook his head.
He wouldn’t help? What was wrong with him? She tried to yank free, and pain seared her wrists.
“You touched her.” Kyler’s mouth twisted. “She’s mine. My w
