-All right, then you can take me back.
Dylan said it with an open face, without any shame, and Vanessa had no choice but to say yes. She was sure that if she didn’t say yes, the man would keep bothering her.
-Let’s go.
-Let’s go.
Vanessa’s heart skipped a beat as she looked away and pretended to gather her things.
Vanessa’s car was parked in the negative level car park of the Cazalla Group, which was dimly lit now that many cars had left. The two walked together, not far from Vanessa’s car.
Just as the two made their way to the car, several men suddenly emerged from a shadowy corner. Moving quickly, they surrounded Vanessa and Dylan.
Dylan stepped forward, discreetly shielding Vanessa behind him.
The person on the other side seemed not to expect two people and froze for a moment when he saw Dylan. Seeing that he was dressed slimly, he thought nothing of it. The first was that there were more of them, and the second was that they were both armed.
A direct confrontation with them would undoubtedly be a failure.
-Who are you?
-Cut the crap, we just want the woman behind you! Step aside if you have the sense to do so, or don’t blame us for being rude.
The other side had the air of hooligans and spoke fluently. However, through the eyes of these people, one could see that they were not ordinary. The hooligans were just their identities in disguise, and I feared that their real identities were not so simple.
Dylan watched discreetly, judging whether the situation favoured him.
It is surprising that they came on their own.
Why?
Vanessa frowned and looked coldly at a few people full of malice.
-Who told you to come to me?
Melina was the only one who seemed to hate her so much, but Melina was still in a sanatorium, so there was no way she could have got these people. If not her, then who?
Could it be Orlando?
It wasn’t as if Orlando hadn’t kidnapped her and held her captive before, so the more Vanessa thought about it, the more she believed it was possible, and her dislike for Orlando deepened.
-Get out of the way and don’t waste our time.
Dylan pursed his lips and snorted.
-What if I say no?
-Then don’t blame us for not being polite.
That said, several men look at each other and exchange silent glances. Suddenly, one of them rushed over. As he had been behind Dylan the whole time, he had thought that Dylan was not ready.
Who knew that before he could get close enough, Dylan suddenly put his arm around Vanessa and turned around.
The kick was so strong that, although the opponent had been specially trained, he received a strong kick.
Backing up a few steps, he crashed hard into the car behind him, triggering an ear-splitting siren.
The security guards in the underground car park are just above the exit, so they must have heard the car alarm. Some people looked at each other with relentless determination to make a quick decision.
After all, it would not be good to delay any longer and be discovered.
-Go away!
Without further ceremony, several men charged together towards Dylan.
If it was just Dylan, he wouldn’t have to fear them at all. But with Vanessa in his arms, he had to keep Vanessa from getting hurt and snatched away, so he had to keep his hands off her in a fight.
Vanessa pursed her lips and did not fret or speak.
She knew that now she would just have to tease him, so it would be wise to keep quiet and not add to Dylan’s mess.
While no one was looking, she surreptitiously reached into her bag and prepared to call the police.
Someone noticed Vanessa’s movement, winked at his partner and, with someone covering his back, rushed forward to grab Vanessa’s bag while Dylan was distracted.
By the time Dylan realised and turned to stop it, a baseball bat suddenly swung from the other side.
-Watch out! -exclaimed Vanessa with wide eyes and a worried look on her face.
If he avoided it, he would have hurt Vanessa, so at that moment, Dylan did not hesitate to turn around and hold Vanessa tightly, letting the bat hit him in the back.
-Hmm.
Hearing Dylan’s muffled grunt, Vanessa’s heart skipped a beat.
-He’s wounded! What to do? It seems to be serious. –
-Dylan, are you okay? Hold on, security will be here soon,” Vanessa cried out in panic and comfort as she held Dylan. As if to match her words, someone rushed over, but it wasn’t the security guard from the car park.
-Sir!
It was Matthew.
The arrival of Mateo and his men turned the tables and the professionals faced the professionals. Whoever loses and whoever wins will do so on merit.
Vanessa was relieved that the crisis was over for the moment, but she was worried about Dylan’s condition. She helped him lean against her and looked worriedly at Dylan’s pale face.
-How are you? Does it hurt a lot? Is it serious?
Looking at Vanessa’s face, red-eyed and anxious, Dylan was overcome with a sudden warmth like never before.
He pursed his lips, as if the pain in his back had long since faded.
-Honey, do you care about me if you’re so worried about me?
Vanessa looked at him with disgust.
-What time is it that you’re still talking about this?
-I’m glad.
“It doesn’t seem to hurt enough.”
Vanessa thought with disgust, but she couldn’t let go of Dylan. In any case, it had hurt for her.
Dylan also saw her weakness and simply gave Vanessa the full weight of his body and embraced her openly to take advantage of her.
-It hurts, I’m sure I won’t be able to live alone for days, honey, you’re going to stay and look after me.
“What an idea!”
Vanessa wanted to retort, but couldn’t when she saw Dylan’s miserable white face.
Taking a deep breath, she told herself not to go too far with Dylan.
Now he is a victim of injury.
-Are these people sent by Orlando? You’re not going to kidnap me and hold me captive again, are you?
-Who knows.
Dylan looked down at the helpless man with an unconcerned smile.
Vanessa didn’t expect to hear an answer from Dylan, so she asked him casually and then looked at him with concern, asking:
-You’re not suffering from internal injuries, are you? He hit his back, but it was a pretty serious blow just now.
-Of course there are internal injuries.
Dylan pokes his nose in, wraps his arms around Vanessa and sells his grief.
-Honey, I can’t move my hands.
-Before you say those words, untie your arms from my waist.
said Vanessa through gritted teeth.
-I don’t care, I’m hurt, very badly anyway.
Matthew had just finished with everyone and he couldn’t help the cold expression on his face turning a little embarrassed to hear Dylan say that.
“Where is your face, sir?”
Coughing softly, he waited for Dylan to return to his old expression before Matthew approached him.
-Sir, are you seriously injured?