When Love Becomes a Torture Novel – Carleigh Ramos sent his lover out of the country behind Keshawn Sutton’s back. That night, he kidnapped her parents, intending to exchange her parents’ lives for the whereabouts of his lover. Keshawn pushed the phone in front of her, and on the screen, her parents were tied to chairs with a timed bomb strapped to their chests, the countdown numbers decreasing with each jump.
00:59:59. 00:59:58. He sat across from her, dressed in a suit and tie, his long fingers lightly tapping on the table as if waiting for a trivial contract to be signed. “Carleigh, you have fifty-nine minutes left.” He spoke calmly, even with a hint of gentleness, “Tell me, where did you send Haylee?” Carleigh felt a chill run through her body, her throat felt like it was being squeezed, and she couldn’t say a word. This was the third time he asked her.
The first time, he asked her where Haylee Fuentes had gone, and she remained silent. The second time, he pinched her chin, rubbing her lips with his fingertips, his voice low, “Carleigh, don’t be temperamental.” Now, for the third time. He used her parents’ lives to force her. “Keshawn…” her voice trembled, “that was my parents, they were the most important people to me…” He chuckled lightly, but his eyes were cold and terrifying, “Is that so? When you sent Haylee away, did you ever think about how important she is to me?” Carleigh stared at him intently, suddenly feeling ridiculous. Important? He said, “The women outside are just for fun, you can throw them away when you get tired of playing.” He said that she was the one he loved the most.
But now, he was going to kill her parents for Haylee. “Keshawn,” she said hoarsely, “Would you really let them die if I don’t speak?” He leaned slightly, his black eyes reflecting her pale face, “You can give it a try.” Carleigh was trembling all over, tears splashing onto the table. She didn’t understand why it had turned out like this today. Keshawn truly loved her. Back then, she was just an ordinary girl from a regular family, while Keshawn was the top heir of a prestigious family in the capital, born as a proud son of heaven, noble and arrogant, never bowing to anyone.
Unfortunately, he fell in love with her at first sight. Chasing after her in the wind and rain, he confessed his love ninety-nine times, each time causing a sensation throughout the city. The helicopter dropped a huge rose, LED confession covering the entire Financial Street, and even on her birthday, he made the whole city fireworks bloom just for her. She was moved, but her parents were strongly against it. They were well aware of what a wealthy family looked like, with the red flag flying at home and colorful flags waving outside.
The love of the privileged children was never a fairy tale. They wanted to marry her to someone from a similar background, but Keshawn knelt directly at her doorstep for a day and a night, abandoning all pride, just to beg for a chance to marry her. The parents eventually softened their hearts. After marriage, he showered her with love and accommodated her in everything. She had menstrual cramps, so he flew back from abroad overnight just to cook her a bowl of brown sugar water.
She casually mentioned craving for chestnut cake from the west side of the city, so he drove halfway around the city to buy it. She thought she had married the right person. Until she heard the name “Haylee” for the first time. It was mentioned by the assistant during a casual chat that a female college student intentionally tripped and fell to fake an injury during Keshawn’s speech, using a clichéd tactic. She smiled and didn’t care, after all, there were too many women trying to climb onto him, but he always kept himself clean.
The second time I heard it, I was in bed. He lay on top of her, and in a moment of passion, he whispered “Haylee” softly. At that moment, she felt like falling into an ice cave. She questioned him, but he held her and explained, saying that he did indeed have the intention of supporting Haylee, but only for fun outside. “The people in the circle are all like this, Carleigh, but my favorite is still you, and it will never change.” But later, he became more and more unrestrained. He bought jewelry for Haylee, gave her a luxury mansion, and even took her to private banquets, causing a sensation in the city.
She cried and made a scene, but he would never coax her like before, just coldly saying, “Stop making a scene.” In the end, she couldn’t bear it any longer, so she “sent Haylee out of the country.” But she didn’t expect his reaction to be so extreme. He tied up her parents, strapped bombs to them, all just to force her to reveal Haylee’s whereabouts. “She was in Verdantoria,” she stammered, “Pryacre, the villa under my name.” He stared at her for a few seconds, as if assessing the truth, then picked up his phon