Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 243 Hold Me Tight

Dahlia's words had been a stark reminder...

Ever since she had gotten to know him, she had learned the hard lesson that crossing him offered only two outcomes: a dead end or a fate worse than death. If all those powerful tycoons couldn't stand against him, what chance did she, someone utterly powerless, have?

For the sake of her child's safety, to not drag Mason into this mess, she had to play along...

Deep down, she knew about his intense possessiveness and desire to control her. Whether it was love or not, any attempt to break free would unleash his fury... So maybe total compliance could buy her some temporary peace.

"Really?" Micah released the cloth ties from her wrists and ankles, then took her chin in his hand. "Prove it to me now!"

"Huh?" Sadie froze, "How should I prove it?"

"Just like this..."

In a sudden move, Micah ripped off her nightgown, pinning her to the bed.

Panic-stricken, Sadie's instinct was to struggle, but remembering her current predicament, she reluctantly began to comply...

Her arms awkwardly wrapped around his neck, clumsily responding to him...

Micah's kisses were retaliatory, punishing. Like a predator devouring its prey, he bit her gently, causing her waves of pain.

"It hurts..." Sadie winced in agony, yet had no choice but to endure...

"It's supposed to hurt," Micah growled, pinching her cheek as he murmured coldly in her ear, "Pain is how you learn your lesson."

His words felt like a chilling warning.

Sadie felt a shiver of dread.

All through the long night, their room was steep with the scent of passion and burning desire, as fierce as the anger in his heart... Sadie felt overwhelmed by an inferno she could neither escape nor resist.

He exhibited more intensity and wilderness than ever before.

She nearly broke down several times, crying and pleading for him to be gentle, only to provoke a more forceful assault from him. Her delicate body shivered uncontrollably beneath him.

Yet he breathed heavily, commanding her right by her ear, "Hold me tight!"

She wrapped her arms around his strong waist, her nails clawing into his back, leaving behind crimson streaks...

The oozing blood gave her a perverse sense of revenge.

...

That night, Sadie considered multiple times that his torment might be enough kill her.

Eventually, she nearly passed out, tormented by nightmares and drenched in sweat.

From body to soul, she was consumed by fear.

When she awoke, her eyes still showed signs of terror.

The man beside her was gone. She looked around the room - everything was in disarray.

Rain was falling outside, and the clock on the wall indicated it was half-past three in the afternoon... She had slept till now.

Knock, knock. Dahlia stepped in, flanked by four maids.

Two set about tidying the room, while the other pair assisted Sadie with her bath and getting dressed. Dahlia checked her for injuries, tending to and redressing her wounds.

As night fell, a lavish dinner was delivered to the room.

Seeing the spread of food, She ate voraciously, pausing abruptly as a reminder of her children struck "Your phone is broken," Dahlia informed her, handing over a new one. "Shall I swap in your SIM card?"

"Sure." Sadie's gaze lingered on the mangled remains of her old phone, snapped in two by brute force.

Probably from a call last night that sent Micah into a rage.

Once the new card was in, Sadie called Brenda right in front of Dahlia...

Brenda's voice was fraught with urgency, pressing for Sadie's whereabouts.

Dodging the depth of the issue, Sadie reassured her, "I'll be back soon, don't worry."

"Your children miss you dearly..."

"I know, and I miss them too. Hang in there for a couple more days, Brenda, until I get back."

"Okay."

After ending the call, Sadie looked up. "Where is he?"

"Micah's out handling business. He probably won't be back till late," Dahlia said, her gaze heavy with unspoken words. "About those kids..."