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.

it much longer, Victor might not even have

to a halt

The door swung open.

suit hugging his long legs. He strode forward

man turned at the sound, his hand frozen mid-strike as he stared at the imposing figure

eyes were jet black, glinting cold

without a word, twisted

arm bent back in a sickening

echoed through

followed, raw and

my arm! He's trying to kill me!

writhed on the pavement,

down and gently tapped on the car

her eyes welled up with relief. The tension that had

the door, but as soon as she tried to get

she could

low and tight with barely restrained fury. "What

still crumpled on

glared, his gaze burning with resentment. "Who the hell are you? You broke my arm,

eyes flicked over him, cold and

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