Natalie almost laughed. She hadn’t expected them to use a chemical agent. She was drugged too, her body feeling heavy and unresponsive. There was no way she could run. “Marshall, you can’t even stand. What makes you think I can run?”
A wry smile touched his lips. “Well, Natalie, at least we’ll have company on the road to hell.”
Natalie was speechless. Who wanted his company? She couldn’t die yet.
“Dying hurts, Marshall. The last time, you died horribly. They cut off your hands and feet,” she said, her expression full of pity.
A chill ran down his spine. For a moment, he felt as if she were speaking the absolute truth. Seeing his reluctance, a hint of melancholy shadowed his roguish features. “Aren’t you willing to come with me, Natalie? A handsome face like mine is one of a kind, you know.”
She shot him a sideways glance. “Sorry, I’d rather live.” She hadn’t gotten her revenge yet. She couldn’t die now.
Marshall’s lips curled into a wild, seductive smirk. “Heh…”
“‘Heh’ my ass!” one of the men barked. “You’re both about to die and you’re still flirting? You lot, drag them downstairs. We’re going out the back. Get them in the car and head straight for the mountains.” He then leered at Natalie. “As for this lady, the boss wants her to be… taken care of. Find some strong guys for her.”
Marshall scowled. The man’s crudeness was ruining his suave demeanor. His dark eyes, shedding their usual playfulness, shot a cold glare at the man. Natalie’s own eyes glinted with icy fury. The same old trick, but still the most brutal one to use against a woman.
The two were dragged away unceremoniously. Marshall, however, seemed strangely calm, a careless smile on his devilishly handsome face. He looked over at the silent Natalie. “Natalie, you think this shared ordeal will blossom into true love?”
“Drive,” Sebastian commanded.
Luna’s expression was cold as ice. “Get out. You’re the last person she wants to see.”
Sean started to explain, but Sebastian cut him off. “I said drive. Follow that van, now.” His voice was sharp, edged with an authority that brooked no argument.
Luna, realizing there was no time to argue, pressed the accelerator and pursued the van. She had retrieved the car from the branch office as quickly as she could. Her driving was steady, maintaining a careful distance. She had already called the police and was now sharing her live location with them.
Sean watched Luna drive. She was slender and beautiful, but exuded an unapproachable coldness. He wondered what it would take to warm a girl like her.

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