Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 133

Chapter 133:

One of the men caught the movement. His eyes narrowed. “She’s calling the cops! Grab the one in the back!”

At his command, several of them lunged toward Rachel, their hands reaching to snatch her away.

But Rachel reacted fast, shouting their location into the phone before stuffing it into her pocket. Her quick thinking only fueled the group’s fury. Their eyes burned with hostility, their rage palpable.

“You really think you can call the cops and walk away?” one of them growled. “You’ll regret that. Grab her!”

A man lunged toward Rachel, his hand raised, ready to strike.

The scene erupted into chaos.

her, her stance unwavering. “Stay behind me,” she murmured,

of the men scoffed, his lips curling into

feisty one down first.” With a flick

in.

there were too many. As more of them swarmed her, her breath grew heavy, and her limbs began to

crept in, she squeezed Rachel’s hand and forced a reassuring smile. “It’s okay. We… we’ll

of the men chuckled darkly, his leer deepening as he reached for her. His intentions were clear, his gaze hungry. Yvonne’s pulse pounded, but she

magic happens

rough hand clamped onto her wrist and yanked her forward. She stumbled into a firm chest. Fingers gripped her chin, forcing her

reeking of alcohol. His eyes roamed over her with sickening amusement. “What a body. What a face,” he taunted, his

between his fingers. “I’ll give you one chance,” he went on, his voice laced with mockery. “Drop to your knees and beg for my mercy.

body! I’d rather die than lower myself for scum like you!” she shot back. “You’re nothing but