Liana dug her nails deep into his flesh, and Tyler grabbed her by the nape of her neck with one hand, pulling her lips towards his.
"Liana, I know you hate me, even wish I were dead, but even in death, I don't want you to marry another guy."
In Tyler's eyes, Liana could kill him, but she could never let him watch her marry someone else.
Upon uttering those words, Tyler lowered his head, his lips tenderly brushing against hers, painting a vivid scarlet mark.
"Liana, you belong to me and me alone..."
Again and again, he vented his frustrations upon her, relenting only when he sensed her consciousness stirring.
Clasping the drenched Liana in his firm embrace, he guided her to the bathtub, cleansing her form meticulously before dressing her with care.
To ensure her captivity and prevent any harm befalling him, he left the ropes bound tightly around her wrists and ankles throughout the entire process.
In this very moment, Liana could only mimic a marionette under his control, entirely subservient to his whims.
Tyler picked up a hairdryer, gently tending to her damp locks, and assisted her in slipping into her shoes.
After getting dressed, he looked up at her.
"Liana, I'll take you home."
Liana's expression didn't change, but she was shocked to her core.
She had thought that Tyler would keep her trapped here until she died.
She had been prepared to die with him here, but she hadn't expected him to take her home.
Liana had no idea what Tyler was up to, and she watched him warily.
However, he just looked into her eyes and gave a kind and comfortable smile.
That smile was no different from before, but only Liana knew that those times were long gone.
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