âWhy arenât you running now?â Lowe taunted, crouching beside her.
Nicoleâs mind was alert, but her body was unresponsive.
The fall had been severe, leaving her feeling completely numb.
With a muted thud, Lowe then delivered a punch to Nicoleâs abdomen.
His strength might not have been formidable, he still possessed enough strength to land a blow that hurt.
The punch left Nicole feeling a pang of pain, and she held her stomach and stifled a grunt.
A bitter taste filled her mouth, causing her to cough and sputter relentlessly.
âCurse you for daring to attack me!â Lowe sneered.
âYouâll pay for this here and now.
And then, itâll be their turn.
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Lowe paused, his finger tracing up Nicoleâs arm before picking up a drop of her blood and tasting it.
He then smiled, seemingly pleased.
He commented on the sweetness of Nicoleâs blood.
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As he talked, Nicole felt him gradually unzip her leather jacket.
The skin beneath her collarbone became exposed, and the document she had fought so hard to secure was being taken from her.
Panic flooded her thoughts.
No, no, no!
In desperation, Nicole lifted her head and bit down hard on Loweâs hand.
âOuch!â Lowe howled in pain.
Reacting swiftly, he grabbed Nicoleâs head and slammed it against the floor.
With a bang, the impact sent a jolt of pain through Nicoleâs head, causing her vision to blur.
Lowe, struggling to pull his hand away, sat nursing his wound, his face twist ed in agony.
The bodyguards gathered around him, assessing his injury.
Seizing the moment, Nicole quickly zipped her jacket back up and, clutching the document, made a break for it.
Lowe, enraged, pushed a bodyguard aside and bellowed, âCatch her!â
The bodyguards were quick to respond, with one grabbing Nicole by the neck just steps away from freedom.
Exhausted, Nicole couldnât muster the strength to fight back.
Then, suddenly, the sound of a harsh horn cut through the chaos, drawing everyoneâs attention.
The rumble of an engine followed.
A sleek black motorcycle burst onto the scene, its headlights blinding the onlookers.
In a flash, the motorcycle had rushed to the front of Nicole.