Chapter 16



When Linsey arrived to pick up Kallie, she radiated energy and enthusiasm. “Babe, let’s hit the golf course. They’ve just opened a new one in the south district, and I’ve got us a membership card!”

Kallie had often played golf with Jake in the past. Encouraged by Linsey’s zest and the perfect weather, she agreed with a smile.

They parked the car, changed into their golf attire, and rented clubs before making their way to the course.

“Hang on a sec, babe. I need to use the restroom. I drank way too much water this morning!” Linsey said, darting off.

ɢ𝓪𝓵𝓷𝓸vє𝓵𝓼.co𝓶 for more reading Kallie wandered to the edge of the course while waiting. With only two groups playing, the course felt almost private. The other group was a speck in the distance. She swung her club a few times, familiarizing herself with its weight and balance.

Suddenly, Kallie heard footsteps approaching from behind. Expecting it was merely another golfer passing by, she didn’t turn around until the footsteps halted directly behind her.

“Who are you here with, beautiful? I don’t see your partner,” a voice inquired.

Turning, Kallie found herself facing a tall, muscular man with a shiny, bald head and a conspicuous gold tooth that tarnished his smile.

Kallie shook her head silently, indicating she couldn’t speak.

“A mute girl, huh? Let’s get acquainted! Such beauty, and yet you can’t speak. What a pity,” the man remarked, his interest peaking rather than waning. Ignoring Kallie’s discomfort, he reached out and grasped her wrist, pulling her slightly toward him.

Kallie was in a state of panic. She hadn’t expected to be accosted by anyone on a golf course, of all places. She attempted to defend herself with her golf club, but the man was far stronger. He effortlessly wrested the club from her grasp and tossed it aside.

“You don’t look like you belong here, not with those clothes. I bet you’re here with some big shot, aren’t you?” the man sneered. “It doesn’t matter who brought you here. Stick with me, and you’re guaranteed to have a good time!”

Kallie vehemently shook her head. With her hands restrained, she couldn’t even use sign language to plead her case. In a desperate move, she kneed him sharply in the groin.

“Ah!” the man screamed, the pain catching him off guard, and he momentarily released Kallie. She didn’t hesitate and sprinted away, but he was quick to recover. He yanked her back by her hair, stopping her escape.

“You’re making a big mistake! I’m going to have my way with you right here, right now. Let’s see who can stop me!” the man threatened, beginning to tear at Kallie’s clothes.

Kallie fought back with all her strength but found herself overpowered and sinking into despair. What could she do?

Suddenly, a dull thud resonated from behind. It was the sound of something hitting a head. The grip on her eased instantly.

Turning, Kallie saw the man holding his head, wincing in pain.

Jake stood there, a golf club in hand.

Seeing that Kallie was no longer restrained, Jake swung the club repeatedly, striking the man with forceful blows to his body and face, blood starting to stain the ground.

“Mr. Reeves! Please, it’s all a misunderstanding!” the man pleaded between blows.

Jake’s voice was icy as he confronted the man. “You dare touch my woman?”

The man, drained of all hope, whimpered in response. “I didn’t know she was yours. I wouldn’t have dared if I’d known…”

Meanwhile, Kallie, still visibly shaken, clutched herself tightly. She was relieved that Jake had arrived just in time.

The altercation only ended when Jake’s club snapped. He turned to Kallie with a cold stare, his concern not for her well-being but rather questioning her presence. “What are you doing here?”

Kallie signed hurriedly, her face etched with panic as she explained she came with Linsey and only Linsey. She hastily waved her hand, indicating she wanted to leave.

Kallie was desperate to avoid any misunderstanding. Jake’s dislike for Linsey was no secret, and she didn’t want to cause a scene.

Despite her explanation, Jake’s expression darkened further. Did she want to leave just because he was here?

As the tension mounted, the course manager and some staff members rushed over.

Jake, still seething, pointed the broken club at the man sprawled on the ground and declared, “If he ever shows his face here again, I’ll beat him to a pulp.”

Jake then disdainfully tossed the broken club at the man.

“Of course, Mr. Reeves,” the manager assured him, bowing apologetically. “I’ll revoke his membership immediately. I’m truly sorry for this incident!”

The manager then instructed the staff to remove the defeated man from the premises.

Just then, another voice cut through the tension. “Jake, what are you doing here? So it was this little mute. I thought I was mistaken!” Seconds later, Sarah, clad in a red dress, rushed over and clutched Jake’s arm.

Opting not to intrude, Kallie took a step back, her body turning to exit.

Jake caught Kallie’s desire to leave hastily, his eyes narrowing with displeasure. “Weren’t you here to play golf?” he asked, dismissing Sarah’s presence as he moved closer to Kallie.

Kallie hesitated, first shaking her head and then nodding in affirmation. Her golf club was within reach, her attire unmistakably meant for the game, signaling her true intentions.

“I remember you weren’t quite a pro before. You always wanted me to guide you through it, didn’t you?” Jake remarked nonchalantly, selecting a fresh club from the nearby bin.

Taken aback by Jake’s sudden mention, Kallie’s heart fluttered with unease. Could he be setting her up for embarrassment in front of Sarah? She had indeed lingered around Jake in the past, feigning interest in golf to garner his attention. However, such desires had to be shelved now. She bowed her head, feigning forgetfulness.

“No worries. I’ve got some free time today. Let’s get you some pointers,” Jake stated, indifferent to Kallie’s reaction. He walked over, slid his arm around her waist, and guided her onto the course.

Positioning himself behind Kallie, Jake gently placed his hands over hers on the club, enveloping her in his presence. “Let’s start your lesson,” he remarked softly.

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