Chapter 129

"...River Avenue."

Isadora could hear the sound of hurried, heavy footsteps on the other end of the line.

"Isadora, get in the car right now. Don't talk to him until I arrive. Wait for me. And... don't be afraid."

Her body ached, and the bald thug's threats still rang in her ears.

Isadora was only pretending to be brave.

But when Victor whispered, "Don't be afraid," her eyelashes trembled ever so slightly.

The next moment, while the bald man's attention was elsewhere, she seized her chance-flinging the car door open, slamming it shut again, and locking it in one swift motion.

The man hadn't expected her to pull a stunt like that, and his anger flared.

He pounded on the window with both fists, his voice muffled but furious.

"Bitch! You worthless whore-get out here! When I get my hands on you, I'll tear you apart!"

Isadora buried her head in her arms, a sharp ringing in her ears.

The man was pounding so hard that the whole van shook.

he kept at it much longer, Victor might not even have time to arrive before the

halt at the curb, engine roaring

The door swung open.

long legs. He strode forward

his hand frozen mid-strike as he stared at the imposing

were jet black, glinting

strides and, without a

thug barely had time to register what was happening before his arm bent back in a sickening arc. Victor flung him aside like

echoed through

scream followed,

arm! He's trying to kill me! Somebody

man writhed on the pavement, howling

gently tapped on

up with relief. The tension that had been

as she

warm hands caught her before she could

with barely restrained fury.

on

with resentment. "Who the hell are you? You broke my arm, you bastard!

eyes flicked over him, cold and sharp as

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