Night falls.
"Bea, Mommy's going to the supermarket, stay home and behave, okay?"
After dinner, Elara Don was ready to go to the supermarket.
"Okay, Mommy, hurry back."
Dominic Hawke obediently followed to the entrance to get Elara Don her shoes.
"My little Bea is really becoming more and more sensible, love you to bits."
Elara Don adored her, planting a big smooch on the little one's face.
Dominic Hawke's small face turned bright red, and his black eyes sparkled even more.
He also really loved Aunt Charlotte Soo.
But tomorrow he had to leave her!
He really didn't want to!
Elara Don didn't know what the little one was thinking. She went downstairs, threw away the trash, and then casually walked toward the nearby supermarket.
Behind her, there was the sound of a car speeding by.
Immediately, a van stopped beside her.
The door opened, and someone quickly got out.
Before Elara Don could react, she was dragged into the van.
"Ah!"
Elara Don was thrown into the back seat, looking at the two burly men in black beside her, her face filled with fear.
"Who are you people? What do you want?"
"Miss Thorne, you've offended our boss, and now he's asking you to come along."
The men in black restrained her, faces full of menace.
She offended their boss?
Who exactly was their boss?
Elara Don's heart sank, "Who is your boss? Do you know this is kidnapping, which is illegal? Let me go!"
"Stop talking and sit still, or you'll regret it!"
The man in black barked, sealing Elara Don's mouth with tape.
"Mmm!"
Elara Don's mind was a whirl of panic, watching helplessly as the car sped forward on the empty road, with no way to escape.
Who was their boss!
The car drove into the underground parking of a high-end clubhouse.
Then the men in black took Elara Don out of the car and took the elevator straight up.
With her mouth taped shut, Elara Don felt like a lamb awaiting slaughter, with an uncertain future.
The elevator doors opened, revealing a quiet corridor.
Elara Don's heart was pounding as she was dragged into a private room by the men in black.
"Boss, we brought her in."
The man in black pushed Elara Don to the ground, respectfully reporting.
Elara Don lifted her head to look at the person on the sofa, her heart skipped a beat when she saw the man's bald head and beer belly!
It's Riveras Hayes!
He's the one who had her kidnapped!
"You all leave first."
Riveras Hayes put down his crossed legs, slowly walking over to Elara Don, "Elara Don, tired of living, dare to mess with me? Let's see what I do to you today!"
The man's face was full of pits and scars, looking uglier than ever.
Elara Don quickly tore the tape from her mouth and retreated swiftly.
"Riveras Hayes, this is a lawful society, don't act rashly!"
"Haha! Elara Don, your Don Family said it themselves, now you're a dead person! So if I finish you off, no one will pursue it!"
The Don Family!
How can they be so wicked!
Elara Don clenched her fists in anger and quickly headed toward the door.
She can't sit idly by; she must escape!
But as she pulled the private room door open, the two guards outside looked menacingly and blocked her way.
"Elara Don, trying to escape again? This time, let's see where you can run!"
Riveras Hayes grabbed Elara Don's hair and threw her onto the sofa.
Elara Don let out a shocked cry, feeling dizzy from the impact.
When she came to her senses, Riveras Hayes' fat body was firmly pressing down on her.
The stench of bad breath overwhelmed her, making her want to vomit.
"Let go of me, Riveras Hayes, let go of me!"
"Haha! Little beauty, you're such a little spitfire, Brother Hayes likes that! Scream, scream louder, Brother Hayes will be even more excited!"
Riveras Hayes was drooling over her, about to pounce at Elara Don's face.
Elara Don struggled desperately, but the difference in strength between them made escape impossible.
What to do?
Elara Don was both scared and panicked, trying her best to remain calm.
"Brother Hayes, wait a moment!"
On hearing this, Riveras Hayes paused his movements, staring directly at Elara Don.
Elara Don pretended to be weak, "Brother Hayes, I've thought it over. If I can't escape, I might as well serve you well."
At this moment, force won't work.
Soft techniques are her only option.
"Oh, have you really thought it over?" Riveras Hayes looked interested.
"Yes, it's true."
Elara Don spoke coquettishly, "Brother Hayes, I was too pretentious before, please bear with me. How about we drink some wine to enliven the mood first?"
"Haha, that's more like it!"
Riveras Hayes laughed heartily, loosening his grip, "However, Brother Hayes is ready to go. Let's skip the wine and let Brother Hayes have some fun first!"
That disgusting man!
Elara Don tolerated the man's foul breath, pretending to be obedient.
When Riveras Hayes let down his guard and started to undress, she suddenly kicked him where it hurt.
"Ah!"
Riveras Hayes screamed in pain, falling to the ground, clutching his privates unable to get up.
Elara Don's heart raced as she quickly headed toward the window.
The door was out of reach, she'd jump out the window!
"You bitch, you're courting death!"
Riveras Hayes was furious, finally managed to stand up, his old face full of malice, "Want to jump out the window again? This is the eighteenth floor, go ahead and jump!"
Eighteenth floor!
Jumping would certainly mean death!
Elara Don's heart sank to rock bottom, looking down at the tiny cars and pedestrians, filled with urgency.
What to do?
Could her fate today be either death or disgrace?
Behind her, Riveras Hayes was approaching closer and closer.
Elara Don's gaze fell on the window next door.
The window next door was open.
The eighteenth floor, she can't jump down, but she can climb to the other side!
Elara Don bit her lip and climbed onto the window sill...
At this moment, in the room next door, Damon Hawke who had just finished meeting a client stood at the window, removing the Firebird mask from his face, preparing to peel off the disguise mask.
A rustling sound, and a woman's slender hand appeared in his view.
Soon, it was followed by a woman's straight and beautiful leg.
What's going on?
Damon Hawke's eyes darkened, his gaze falling on the woman cautiously climbing through the window, his brows knitted in surprise.
Elara Don?
What was she up to?
Elara Don held her breath, already sweating from head to toe.
Seeing the man in her view was the disguised Damon Hawke, she was instantly thrilled.
"Gang leader, save me!"
She met a familiar face!
She was saved!
Gang leader?
Could she call him something else?
Damon Hawke raised an eyebrow, his strong arm supporting Elara Don, lifting her off the window sill.
Her nose filled with the familiar scent of the man, Elara Don exhaled heavily, her anxiously hanging heart finally settled.
"Gang leader, thank you."
For some reason, even though she should hate him, at this moment, she felt inexplicably safe.
Perhaps it's because of his super impressive combat skills?