Chapter 3


Chapter 3:

He had never seen such a beautiful woman before, and he wasn’t about to let an opportunity like this slip away.

“While you’re finishing him off, I’ll help myself to this beauty.”

He lunged, shoving Khloe back against the shattered window, pressing his weight against her.

“No, please!” she pleaded, her voice trembling as she tried to pull away. “Please don’t hurt me.”

“Why would I hurt a beauty like you?” he taunted, his fingers gripping her shoulder tightly as he leaned closer, his hot breath on her skin. His men jeered behind him, urging him on, enjoying the show.

But Khloe’s hand moved, almost imperceptibly, reaching into her purse. In one swift, desperate motion, her fingers closed around a pen, and she drove it up into his neck with a fierce thrust.

The bald man’s eyes widened in shock as blood spurted from the wound, his grip loosening.

a damsel in distress; her eyes, which had been so full of fear

delicate, angelic beauty had transformed

asking

second, then fury overcame them, and they charged at Khloe with murderous intent. Her voice cut through the chaos, sharp and

move, or I’ll pull the pen out! He’ll bleed out on the

in their tracks.

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who had been lying motionless suddenly sprang to life, gun in hand, and unleashed a hail of bullets

moved with such agility that it was clear his injury had only been

in a bloody

splatter. But her clothes and legs weren’t so lucky; they were stained with blood—sticky and

“Ugh!”

scent hit her, and her stomach churned. She couldn’t stop herself from retching,

hit the ground, an arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her upright. The man’s

so badass just

him away, her face twisting in

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