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.

longer, Victor might not even have time

screeched to a halt

The door swung open.

stepped out, his tailored suit hugging his long legs. He strode forward

frozen mid-strike as he stared at the imposing figure

were jet black,

reached the man in two strides and, without a word, twisted

register what was happening before his arm bent

crack echoed

followed,

He's trying

man writhed on the pavement,

down and gently tapped on

her eyes welled up with relief. The tension that

pushed open the door, but as soon as she tried to

her before she could fall, steadying

voice was low and tight with barely restrained

man, still crumpled on the ground, struggled to his

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

over him, cold and

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