Chapter 297

Chapter 297:

The driver hesitated only for a split second before obeying, not daring to question the command.

Sadie stared out the window as the car sped through the quiet roads, the estate fading into the distance. Slowly, she forced herself to steady her breathing, knowing she needed to pick her battles.

The ride was steeped in tension, the silence between them stretching unbearably.

Finally, as the city skyline loomed ahead, Sadie saw her moment.

“Stop the car,” her voice was firm, unwavering. “Whatever point you’re trying to make, it ends here. I can get home just fine on my own, Mr. Wall.”

Noah’s gaze flicked toward her, cold and unreadable. He said nothing. The driver hesitated, eyes darting to Noah through the rearview mirror, unsure whether to follow the order.

Sadie’s stomach twisted. Something wasn’t right.

The city lights blurred past as the car moved farther and farther from the subway station. Panic gripped her. Averi was waiting at home—she needed to get back.

“I said stop the car!” Sadie’s voice sharpened, laced with anger. She pounded against the door. “Let me out!”

Noah’s expression darkened further, his silence more unsettling than words. Outside, the towering silhouette of the Howe Group’s headquarters loomed closer.

Noah finally spoke, his voice cold and cutting. “Is Alex really that important to you?”

Sadie’s breath hitched. She clenched her fists, frustration boiling over as she met his gaze with burning defiance.

“Yes!” she blurted out, her eyes reddening with unspoken emotion.

“He’s very important to me.”

As soon as those words left Sadie’s mouth, Noah pulled her to him with such force that it knocked the wind out of her.

Shock widened Sadie’s eyes as she looked at the man before her, puzzled by his sudden aggression.

Noah panted heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His stormy, unreadable gaze bored into hers.

He suddenly bowed his head and captured her lips with a punishing kiss.

The kiss was overpowering and fierce, filled with a punitive intensity, as if he sought to devour her.

Sadie attempted to free herself, pushing against him, but his unyielding arms held her tightly, making her struggles ineffective.

The driver, witnessing the scene in the rearview mirror, was so shocked that he promptly averted his gaze. He silently activated the privacy screen, enclosing them in a secluded, intimate space. Only the subdued sounds of Sadie’s restrained cries and Noah’s labored breathing filled the car.

The atmosphere was laden with an evident tension, tinged with a confused, almost sensual energy.

A soft whimper of pain escaped Sadie, and she suddenly became aware of her predicament.

In a desperate move, she bit down on Noah’s lip, tasting the sharp flavor of blood that quickly spread between them.

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