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CHAPTER 105
Author: Albs Pen
last update2025-11-30 22:30:32

Nathaniel’s polished leather shoes clicked sharply against the floor as he advanced toward the bed where Jessica sat, her wrists trembling ever so slightly, but her eyes fiercely defiant. A faint smirk curled on his lips as he savored the tension in the room.

“You see, Jessica,” he said smoothly, “there’s nowhere to run. Resistance is—”

Suddenly, the sharp trill of his phone cut through the air.

Nathaniel’s smirk faltered, replaced by an annoyed frown. He fished the sleek device from his pocket and swiped to answer. “Yes?” he barked, his tone radiating irritation.

“Sir,” a familiar voice spoke briskly from the other end, “the flight you requested has been booked. Everything is set for departure as of tomorrow morning.”

Nathaniel’s eyes narrowed as he glanced at Jessica, who watched him silently, her defiance unwavering.

“Good,” he said curtly, ending the call. He pocketed the phone and continued toward the bed, though the abrupt interruption had stirred a ripple of unease in his ot
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