hapter 8
“Ah Nivera, a package came for you while you were out,” she heard her neighbour say to her as she was jamming her keys into her apartment door.
I wasting time, the opened the door and got into her apartment, slamming the door behind
“Thank you,” she said just as she heard a click. Without w her breath coming in rapid, shallow parts.
Her hands trembled as she locked it, and her mind raced as she loaned against the cool wood. She was safe. For now
That was barely any reassurance, and that made her panic o once again
Nivera immediately turned away from the door and stumbled toward the bathroom.
Her reflection in the mirror was barely recognizable. Smulged mascara, smeared lipstick, skin like a ghost.
Goodness, how the hell had she mustered the courage to go out like in such a dress?
She turned on the shower, stripping off her clothes with jerky, hurried movements.
evidence of the past twenty four hours clinging to her
The cold water hit her, shocking her system, but she welcomed it. Anything to wash away the filth, the fear,
As she scrubbed her skin raw, her mind replayed everything. The moment she had set foot in that club, the way Alejandro had challenged her, insultad her. And then… the gunshot.
The man collapsed to the ground. Alejandro’s piercing gaze, his smirk, and his dark amusement when she threatened him.
She should have stayed home. Nivers thought to herself.
If she had, none of this would have happened.
“The world is dangerous for a woman alone, Nivera. Stay in your lane.” Her father’s warnings echoed in her mind.
She had ignored him, determined to carve out her own path. Now, she was being hunted by two powerful men, and she had no idea who the other one was, which only made it worse.
Shoving the thoughts aside, she stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself.
There was no time to dwell. She needed to leave before it was too late. Throwing on fresh clothes, she yanked her suitcase from the closet and began shoving in whatever she could grab, not caring what they were
The only things that mattered were her passport and the emergency cash she had stashed away.
After she was done, the grabbed her purse and her bag after she throw one last glance around her apartment, one she would not be missing. Then, she
The city lights blurred as she hurried down the stairs, her heart hammering in her chest.
Every shadow, every parked car made her skin crawl. Was it paranoia? Or was she truly being watched?
Whichever it was, she wasn’t going to wait and find out.
She flagged down a taxi and climbed in, giving the airport’s name.
As the car pulled away, she exhaled in reliet Allowing herself to sink into the seat
She had done it. Well not completely but that was a minor detail. All that mattered was that she was getting out
Chapter 8
The hum of the engine and the thythmic movement of the car hulled her into thought.
She had been stupid, thinking she could outsmart a man like Nathaniel. But that strange man–he was another level of danger n
His confidence, the way he had taunted her with the phone, the way he had known her name….
A shiver ran through her. No, she had to forget about him. Escape was the only option.
The car took a shaip turn. Too sharp and it broke her out of her ti
thoughts.
Nivera frowned, sitting up and when she took in her surroundings, the realized the driver wasn’t on the right path. The road ahead wasn’t the way to the airport.
“Hey,” she called out. “Where are you going?” she asked but she didn’t get a response. The driver didn’t even knowledge her and it was as though she hadn’t spoken.
Her stomach clenched as she spoke again. “I asked you a question!”
Still nothing
Her pulse spiked and she reached for the door handle, but it wouldn’t budge.
It was locked.
A scream built in her throat, but before she could act, the driver turned, revealing a gloved hand and the next thing she felt was a sharp sting piercing her
neck.
Her fingers grazed the object–small, metallic. A dart.
Her vision swam and she realized that she had been drugged.
No… No, no, no… She rasped.
Was this karma? She had drugged that man in the same way? Why did karma only work when it came to the bad thing? She wondered as her limbs felt heavy and before she knew it, darkness closed in and it engulfed her
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A groan slipped from her lips as consciousness returned to her in bits and a dull throb pounded in her skull.
Something wasn’t right. Nivera thought to herself and she tried to move but she found herself unable to do so.
Panic instantly snapped her awake. Her eyes fluttered open, and the room around her came into focus. Lavish and familiar,
Her blood turned to ice when she realized where she was it was the same place that had been the beginning of the downfall of her career.
Nathaniel’s penthouse.
She jerked against her restraints, realizing with horrge that she was tied to a bed. The silk sheets beneath her were cool against her bare skin
Bare. The words registered in her head.
She looked down and found herself in nothing but her lingerie.
A strangled cry left her lips as the memories finally came rushing back–the taxi, the dart, losing consciousness. Her chest rose and fel rapidly.
A shadow suddenly loomed over her and it was none other than Nathaniel and she gulped as she tried to back away from him even though it was a futile effort.
Chapter 8
His expression was twisted in fury, his starp features even more sinister in the die fighting
“You thought you could outsmart me?” he hissed, his voice laced with venom and the ne stung so bad she felt she felt the metallic taste of blood.
next thing she felt as a sharp
The bastard had slapped her. Her mind dipped as the knew that was going to be the least of what he’d do to her
“You humiliated me in front of my men. Made a fool of me” Nathaniel reached forward, gripping her chin harshly “You’re going to pay for that sweetheart.”
Terror clawed at her throat as he climbed onto the bed, his hand trailing down her
“Don’t–Don’t touch me!” She thrashed
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