When Love Is a Lie (Whitney and Damian) novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193 You Refused 

When Whiteviegained consciousness, het head tebi like it was stuffed with cotton. floor, rusted steel bars piled nesby, andcracked, weather–stained walls. 

It looked like anabandoned factory, decayed and lifeless. 

ind, her vision blury, taking in her surmundings – a gray cement 

She tried to sit up, but her hands and feet were tightly bound. The realization but her like a freight train. 

She had been kidnapped.. 

Panic surged through her veins, and her chest tightened as she struggled against the repes. Hearing a faint mating behind her, she twisted her neck to see where The sine wavemming from 

Amy washing on the floor, also tied up, with a dirty ng stotted in her 

Whitney called witly, beramice shaly 

Amy lifted her head, her expression surprisingly composed, thingh her eyes flashed with anger. The squirmed, managing to twist herbody slightly to far 

“Do you know why we’re here?” Whitney asked in a low voice. Then she rrembered Any cube’i sp 

Espeak. “If you know, nod. If you don’t, shake your head.” She needed answers. Despite hecter, she wanted to understand how they fut ended up here. It felt deliberate dim ́s expression darkened, her eyes darting past Whitney to someone behind her 

“Min! Min!” Amy tried to shout themigh the sag, her modīted roles gonsing İrandİc. 

Whitney for She collidn’t see who was behind her until a large, borly manza 

He wore a blackboodir, his darkskon matching the inked tattoos salding down his neck. His size alone made her blood run cold. 

The man gave Whitney a quick glance before stepping toward Amy. He yanked the tag from her moth 

“You’re insane! Do you know who I am? Let me go right now!” Amy snapped, her voice laced with arogance and anger 

The man sneered. “We don’t care who you are. The boss gave the order, so you’re staying put.” 

“You clearly don’t understand who you’re messing with!” Amy shot back, her tone commanding, “This is your une chance. Untie me now, or I’ll make sure you regret it when tell the boss.” 

Amy’s words camed the weight of someone used to giving orders, not taking them. 

The man’s hand struck Amy’s face with brutal force. The sound echoed through the empty factory. 

“You’re no our specsal,” he said, spitting on the ground. 

Amy reeled from the hit, her hair falling messily around her race: A bright red handprint swelled on her cheek, her lips trembling with a mix of fury and humiliation. 

“How dare you hit melt i 

chit me?” she screamed. “I want to see your boss! Bring him her now!! 

By this point, Whitney had pieced together that this was no random attack. It was premeditated. 

The trip to Juverport had been a rUSA 

Amy had been part of it 

Turning to her, Whitney’s voice was sharp, filled with betrayal. “Amy, why would you do this? Why would you hit me?” 

Amy didn’t answer, her eyes flickering with hesitation. 

Before she could say more, 

er voice echoed from behind. A voice Whitney knew all too well. 

“Let me explain.” 

Herentize body went rigid. She didn’t need to turn around to confirm who it was. 

“Take her away,” “Damian ordreed, gesturing foward Amy- 

Amy’s face was drained of color voice softened, pleading, “Mr. Howard, I’ve done so much for you. Please, don’t do this- 

Damianignored her. 1 the burly man stuffed the rag back into her mouth, dragging her out as she struggled