Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 1118

Trey finally managed to draw a breath, only to be plunged back into suffocation. His face turned an alarming shade of red as he clawed desperately at Nick's hand, trying to pry it off.

Nick's strength was terrifying. No matter how he struggled, it was completely overwhelming, crushing any resistance he had.

But Trey quickly realized something—Nick had truly lost control. His own hand had been scratched in the struggle, blood streaking across his skin, yet he seemed completely unaware of the pain, only tightening his grip further… harder, fiercer.

Khloe knew this couldn't continue. It was already too late to call for help.

Her eyes landed on a bottle of red wine on the table. Without hesitation, she rushed over, smashed it, and grabbed a shard of glass, pressing it directly against the artery of her neck.

"Nick, let him go. Otherwise… I'll die with him!"

Her hoarse, desperate shout finally seemed to pull Nick back a fraction of consciousness.

He turned his head.

And saw her holding the glass shard—actually pressing it toward her own throat.

In that instant, his expression shattered.

But just before the shard pierced her skin, a burning hand shot out and clamped around her throat instead.

Khloe opened her eyes.

Nick was staring at her in utter disbelief.

"Just for him… you're willing… willing to hurt yourself?"

He was completely unhinged now—no composure, no restraint. His eyes were rimmed with tears. His words came out broken, trembling, as if each syllable was being torn out of him.

Khloe's own eyes were just as red.

The glass shard fell to the ground with a sharp clink.

Behind them, Trey finally caught his breath again. He wiped the blood from his face, coughed a few times, and let out a low, mocking laugh.

"Nick, it seems you still don't understand Khloe. She's nostalgic. Sentimental. She would never let you kill me…"

Nick and Khloe stared at each other for a long time.

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