Chapter 444: Little Demon Girl

Belle Lamecraft froze when fingers clamped around her pale throat. A heartbeat later, she let out a sharp yelp, twisting as pain flared. "Brother, what are you doing?" she cried, eyes wide and innocent. "Don't tell me you're going to kill me just to avoid paying that fifty-dollar overnight fee?" She stared at Nash Johnston like a startled sparrow. "Quit feeding me that crap," Nash snapped. His grip never loosened. He kept her throat locked in his hand, tight enough that a little more pressure...