Chapter 921

She requested ten bodyguards. Leonie Everhart had no idea what he was planning, and she didn't let him ask. She simply took the security detail and headed straight for Felicia Vane's territory.

She had already tracked down Felicia's residence the same apartment Dorian Fletcher had taken them to the first time.

Leonie arrived making a grand entrance, only to find that Felicia had a veritable army waiting for her.

"Where is Dorian?"

Her ten bodyguards were a drop in the ocean. Felicia had anticipated the Everhart family's reach. The moment she caught wind of Leonie's approach, she stationed over a hundred men in black suits, completely surrounding them.

Leonie hadn't expected Felicia to go to such lengths. She froze, utterly blindsided. Even though her bodyguards were elite, they were hopelessly outnumbered and quickly subdued. Felicia locked them all away to ensure no one would spot them.

Felicia grabbed Leonie, her gaze piercing.

"You dare touch my man? So what if you're the Everhart heiress? There are millions of men in the world, and you had to pick a boy toy? This isn't a game you can afford to play. You clearly didn't do your homework on who I am in Greenvale. My family might not have the Everhart prestige, but we aren't pushovers. If you want my man, you go through me. Throw her in with Dorian."

Dorian had lost track of time in the basement. It was pitch black, an endless void of days and nights.

All he knew was the sudden, blinding sliver of light as the heavy door cracked open. He threw an arm over his eyes. As his vision adjusted, Leonie was shoved roughly into the room.

Dorian caught her. Leonie crashed into his chest, hitting his fresh bruises. He winced, and they both tumbled to the cold floor.

A single harsh bulb flickered to life above them. A woman's voice crackled through a speaker.

"You two are going to get real cozy in there for the next few days. I have errands to run. Dorian, you use this time to figure out if you're truly devoted to me. As for the Everhart princess, consider this a taste of the real world. That's what you get for touching what's mine."

It was Felicia over the PA system. Leonie glared at the speaker and unleashed her fury.

"You're a sick, twisted psycho! You can't just kidnap me! Greenvale has laws, and Hawthorne will destroy you for this!"

Felicia's wicked laughter echoed back.

"Do I look stupid, Leonie? Hawthorne is long gone. Don't think the Everhart name makes you invincible. I

certainly don't care. You messeret.

with my man, and now you're going to pay the price. You two cansit there and reflect on your mistakes. Leonie I want your word. Promise me you'll never see Dorian again, and I'll let you walk right now."

But Leonie was stubbornly proud. She knew leaving Dorian in Felicia's clutches was

a death sentence, so she vehemently refused.

"Listen to me, Vane! I'm an Everhart, and we don't bow to anyone. I'm taking Dorian with me."

Desperate, Dorian pulled Leonie into his arms and clamped a hand over her mouth. Watching them embrace on the security feed sent Felicia into a blind, jealous rage. "You swore there was nothing between you two, Dorian! Get your hands off her!" Dorian had only grabbed her to stop her from digging a deeper grave. He hadn't meant to trigger Felicia.

He quickly let go, but Leonie, completely fearless, grabbed his hand and pressed herself against him just to spite the woman watching.

"Let me tell you something," Leonie snapped at the camera. "You should date men your own age, not guys young enough to be your son. Have you looked in a mirror lately? Your husband couldn't stomach found a younger woman, so now

you and

you're preying on young guys to

cope. You two really are a match

made in hell."

Halfway through her rant, Dorian slapped his hand over her mouth again.

"Felicia, she doesn't know what she's saying! Please, don't take it personally. She didn't mean it."

Felicia was practically hyperventilating with fury on the other end.

"I don't care what she meant! But I promise you this—you are both dead to me."

The speaker clicked off. Dorian dropped his hand. Leonie stared at him.

"Why are you so afraid of her? When you cower, she wins. Don't you know you have to fight back?"

Dorian's eyes were hollow. "We

aren't the same, Leonie. You have the Everhart family as a shield; they won't really hurt you. I'm

ist a

nobody. Do you have any idea how many guys in my line of workget

tossed aside or worse? None of

them ever get justice."

Leonie had no idea. Shielded by wealth and privilege, she had never brushed up

against the dark underbelly of the world.

She stared at him in disbelief.