Derek tried to move from his spot, but his leg seemed to have been glued to the ground as he watched as Kace beat up hisckeys, while they tried to crawl away from him.


    "Get out of this car Allison!!" Olivia yelled, attracting his attention. He and Allison exchange eye contact.


    "Kace, let’s go! That’s enough!!" Allison said.


    Kace pped his hands clean, staring at the college students who were in pain.


    He went towards his car, got in, red at Derek who was still rooted on the ground.


    "Don’t tell me you n on leaving this ce with Mr. Wace, Allison. Don’t you have shame!! Look at what you did—"


    "We will talk when Ie back," Allison interrupted her abruptly before Kace drove away.


    As if the chains that were used to hold him down had been unshackled, Derek was finally able to move as he chased after Kace’s car. However, he had to stop when he was out of breath.


    "She has pushed me too far," he said to himself.


    **


    "Will you take it easy? Why do you have to press the cotton wool hard on the injury?" Allison questioned Kace with a re, and thetter dly red back.


    "What do you mean I’m pressing too hard on the injury? I haven’t even applied strength," he defended.


    "That’s a lie."


    Kace huffed, then pressed the spirited cotton wool on Allison’s injury.


    Instinctively, she pulled her hand away from him as she blew hair on the burning wound.


    "There, I finally pressed on the injury," Kace said with a goofy smile, which earned him a scowl from Allison.


    Suddenly, Allison’s phone red with notifications. She had an idea who it could be. However, she took it to check the messages nheless.


    ’As expected, it’s from Derek and he’s still threatening to release the sex tape,’ she thought to herself.


    After reading the text messages, she sighed, silenced her phone, and threw it away.


    It hadn’t been long since they arrived at Kace’s house, and if Derek was serious about releasing the sex tape, he would have as soon as their car departed from his house.


    "It was your boyfriend, wasn’t it?" Kace asked as he arranged the first aid kit box, pushing it aside when he was done so his full attention would be on Allison.


    "Of course. He’s threatening to release the tape like he always does," she mumbled.


    When she realized what she’d just said, she rephrased, "He’s still troubling me as always."


    Unfortunately for her, Kace caught the first words she spouted.


    "What tape?" He asked. He could recall the two talking over the phone, and Allison mentioned a tape—a tape he still wasn’t able to find despite researching Derek uncountable times.


    "There’s no tape."


    "There’s a tape and he’s threatening you with you," he stated, his expression nk and unreadable. "What kind of tape is it?"


    "I said there’s no tape," she repeated.


    "We both know that’s a lie," he responded. "If you’re so bothered with this certain tape, I can help you get rid of it," he suggested, his tone holding concern this time as he stared at her trembling blue eyes.


    Allison rubbed her nose, sniffling loudly.


    Kace was willing to get rid of a tape he had no idea about. Due to how embarrassed she was talking about the sex tape, Allison needed Kace’s help in getting rid of it, and she was well aware he was capable of getting rid of it.


    "What kind of tape is it?" Kace asked, his tone still holding concern.


    Allison gulped down her saliva, hands rubbing together to find the courage to talk about something she found embarrassing.


    "It’s a sex tape," she replied. For a second there, she thought she saw a red glint pass through his eyes before it disappeared like it was never there.


    Taking a huge breath, Allison went on to exin everything that had happened, and how Derek got a hand on the sex tape.


    Kace didn’t speak a word, and Allison couldn’t help but wonder if heard all that she said.


    "Why didn’t you tell me this earlier?!" He questioned after a few heartbeats.


    "I—well—we—" she stuttered. "It was embarrassing, okay? What was I supposed to tell you? Hey, my boyfriend has a sex tape of me when he was fucking me, and now he’s threatening to upload it if I don’t be an obedient girlfriend?!" She fought back the tears that wanted to drop from her eyes.


    Kace sighed, his fingers running through his already disheveled hair, totally regretting not giving Derek a piece of his fist earlier at his birthday party.


    "I suppose you’re right," he agreed, trying to act natural, but only he knew how pissed off he was at the moment. "I will take care of it."


    For some reason, Allison believed he would. Not because of his family background, but with the way he replied to her with assurance that he would take care of it.


    Allison’s phone started to re with notifications vibrations, and she took it to read what Derek had sent.


    However, when she saw what was disyed on her phone screen, her heart leaped out of her chest.