Thus, Raegan set off for home by herself.
It wasnât until she left the office that she noticed the evening had turned to night.
The road outside her workplace was empty, dimming her mood slightly.
She guessed Mitchel, who had stormed off earlier, wouldnât come back, and she had forgotten to arrange a ride with her familyâs driver for the evening.
If she called her driver from West Lake Villa now, sheâd have to wait for a while.
So, Raegan chose to book a ride online.
The taxi driver soon called Raegan, saying he couldnât get to her exact location and asked her to meet him at a nearby traffic light.
As Raegan walked to the spot, focused on her phone, something felt wrong.
It was as if someone in rubber-soled shoes was echoing her steps from the beginning.
Raegan sped up, faking a phone call.
âHello? Youâve arrived? Where are you?â
Not far away, there was a white sedan.
Raegan added, âOh, is that the white car over there? Iâll be right there.
â
The person following Raegan seemed to pause, thrown off by her words.
Feeling a bit safer, Raegan didnât dare to glance back and quickened her pace toward the sedan.
Then, shockingly, the person in the white sedan started and drove away, revealing her bluff.
Raeganâs heart raced as she sprinted.
âClack!â The sound of those rubber-soled shoes followed, getting faster.
Raegan hadnât gone far when someone yanked her hair forcefully.
âAh!â Raegan let out a scream, clutching at her hair and shouting for help, âHelp!â
Her assailant pushed her to the ground and knelt over her, quickly silencing her with tape and whispered angrily, âQuiet, you little bitch!â
Raegan finally saw the situation for what it was.
She was being held captive by two men.
They were both clad in black, their identities hidden behind masks and caps.
âHmm⦠Raeganâs sound was muffled, the result of tape placed over her mouth.
With her hands securely tied, she was reduced to emit muffled noises.
One of the men dragged Raegan to a dark, secluded corner.
There, she felt a slight prick on her finger.
It appeared they were taking her blood.
After they had collected her blood, one of the men carefully stored a small vial of it in a backpack.
He whispered urgently, âLetâs go before we get caught.
â
Yet, upon laying eyes on Raeganâs beautiful and delicate face, the other man, driven by desire, paused.
The one who had left, noticing his partnerâs absence, doubled back.
He found his partnerâs lustful gaze locked on Raegan.
âArenât we leaving?â he questioned.