Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 770

Lena thought it was the cops.

It wasn't. It was Aaron.

Did it matter? Not even a little. Someone was here to save her, and that was enough to chip away at the suffocating fear that had been clawing at her all night.

Because, newsflash: she wasn't some fearless superhero. Sure, she'd kept talking to the guy holding her hostage like it was no big deal, but her heart had been lodged in her throat the whole time. One wrong word, one flicker of anger, and she'd be skydiving off the roof without a parachute.

"shut up and back off!" Mr. Baxter shouted, tightening his grip on her neck. "One more step, and I'm taking her down with me!"

Aaron's gaze locked on Lena, sweeping over her restrained form. His voice was calm, too calm, but his eyes burned cold and lethal. "If you jump, you gain nothing. Let her go, and I'll make sure you get what the hospital owes you. Plus, I'll personally give you a million. dollars."

Aaron wasn't bluffing. He just lobbed the bag he was holding straight at Mr. Baxter's feet.

The bag hit the ground, and the open zipper spilled a small fortune-neatly stacked bills fanning out.

For a split second, Mr. Baxter froze, staring at the money. Then his face twisted with fury. I don't want your filthy money! I want my wife and child back!"

His words, like everything he'd done tonight, were drenched in raw, unrelenting grief.

a cold, mocking laugh. "Let's drop the act, shall we? I wouldn't be here with this money if I didn't already

her go rigid, his body locking up like a statue. Her stomach churned. Aaron's right. The

the guy she'd pegged as a grieving husband was nothing more than a twisted pretender. A sick cosplay, complete with theatrics. But something still didn't sit right-he hadn't asked her for

short by Mr. Baxter's sharp voice. "I don't believe you! You're just trying to trick me into letting her go. You probably brought the cops

Aaron said coolly, spreading his

faltered, glancing toward the street below like he

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focus shifted, Aaron lunged forward, quick and precise, yanking Lena

all three of them Into a chaotle tangle. Prepared for a fight, Mr. Baxter pulled a knife from his pocket and thrust it toward But Aaron was faster. His long leg shot out, slamming into Mr. Baxter's arm. The knife

the guy could snatch it back, more people swarmed the rooftop. They tackled him, pinning him

blindfold, and her eyes Instantly locked on Aaron. Moonlight hit his face just right,

of worry,

gave a small shake of her

"Are you

hurt?"

a word,

Lena could feel his presence The ropes came loose, but she barely noticed-too distracted by the clean,

only broke when his fingers brushed

he said, voice