Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 483

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Luke gritted his teeth against the stabbing pain, not letting out a sound. He forced himself to stand, positioning his body in front of hers to fight off the three thugs. But the wound was too deep.

Within minutes, his strength waned under the assault, and the thugs knocked him down, pulling the knife from his body with intentions of striking again.

Whitney, fueled by desperation, scrambled to her feet and grabbed a torch, charging at them. "Back off! Or I swear I'll burn this place down and take us all with it!" The masked intruders exchanged wary glances. Clearly, their plans had gone awry thanks to this man's intervention.

Taking Whitney now would only draw unwanted attention.

The best move was to flee before the cops showed up.

Casting a glance at Whitney, who was menacingly igniting the torch with alcohol, they dropped their weapons and ran.

reached a dry patch of floor, then stomped

breath, she turned to see Luke's towering frame crumpled on the ground, his leg drawn up, shaking from pain. Her heart raced with

word, she helped him up and

Luke gasped, hearing the sound of

shake the iron door, but a

you get

came in, only the first was locked. They must've locked the others on their way out."

this location, but it's not easy to find like a pin dropped on a map. It takes

complexion pale, his grip tight on her hand as he pulled

emotions a rollercoaster of fear and confusion.

the dim light, he painstakingly inspected

cut through the tension.

to scream at him for not answering her calls, for leaving her in danger, for choosing

her despair, clenched his jaw. "Whitney,

voice was barely a whisper, his