Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 522

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Luckily, the app Raegan had booked for a taxi was set to find another ride if she missed the first one. If not, his bluff might have been called.

After canceling the trip, Raegan began transferring the money with her head down and her body trembling. However, his gaze cautiously measured the distance to the knife and the man's position.

Raegan's mind raced, analyzing the situation. They did not have the same strength. The self-defense moves he had learned were more protective than offensive, not strong enough to be offensive. That meant he only had one chance.

Mitchel seemed to have taken his hint, but he didn't know when it would arrive. Raegan couldn't bring herself to rely on that alone.

Raegan knew the man wouldn't release her even after getting the money, but she still completed the $500,000 transfer. This payment could help police locate the man if he decided to flee.

Raegan showed the man the screen with the completed transfer.

The man's eyes narrowed and he smiled menacingly as his knife edged dangerously close to Raegan's neck, a silent threat to her life if she made the slightest move.

Raegan, feigning a trembling voice, asked, "Can I go now?"

The man's laugh was cold. «Are you leaving so soon? You still have to ‘attend’ to my need.”

Raegan was painfully aware of the unreliability of such men. With her voice breaking and her hands folded as if in prayer, Raegan implored, “Please, I have done what you asked and given you the money. let me go..."

His movement tactically caused the knife to move away from its threatening position.

Raegan continued to tremble as if driven by fear, her slight movement of the knife going unnoticed by the man, whose eyes focused on Raegan's lips, glistening with lust. The man laughed and said, “Hurry up. I don't have much time. Satisfy me and maybe I won't hurt you anymore..."

Raegan's stomach turned under his leer. Taking a deep breath, he adopted a pitiful attitude and nodded meekly. "Really? If... if I comply, will you free me?

Believing that Raegan had consented, the man, anxious and impatient, began: "Yes, that's it..."

His statement was rudely interrupted by his howl of pain. «Ah! Oh!"

Raegan had found a rock and, with one swift, fierce movement, hit him hard. Then he started running. She assumed that the brighter place with tons of people would deter the man from capturing her.

"Relief! Relief! Aid!" Raegan shouted as she ran, however this place was deserted at this hour, with hardly any cars around.

«Little demon! I will kill you! The man's enraged scream followed her.

Raegan was surprised at his persistence. Even hurt, he was getting closer to her.

Raegan sprinted desperately until a stumble caused her to fall, her body numb from the shock.

The man, clutching his wound, approached Raegan with a growl. "Bitch!

Do you dare to deceive me? "I'm going to smash that pretty face of yours."

He raised the knife, pointing it at Raegan's face.

Raegan, paralyzed and helpless, prepared for the worst.

But just then, a long arm extended protectively towards Raegan, being impaled by the knife. Blood began to flow immediately.

Mitchel faced the disheveled man and ignored his injured arm, his eyes reflecting fearful rage.

“Bang!” With one swift movement, Mitchel hit the man before he could react.

When the man reached for the dropped knife, wanting to fight back, Mitchel crushed the man's hand with his heel, causing a blood-curdling scream. «Ah! "My hand!"

The knife slipped from his hands. Mitchel kicked him away and quickly bent down to check if Raegan was hurt. Although he did not find any injuries, his concern was evident. "Are you OK?"

Raegan, regaining her composure, murmured, "I'm fine..."

Suddenly, Mitchel pulled her into a tight hug.

Raegan, surprised, managed to gasp, “Mitchel…”

“Raegan…” Mitchel repeated, hugging her tightly, her body shaking with emotion.

"I was very worried..." Mitchel confessed in a low voice.

Mitchel tried to keep his voice steady, but it still shook a little.

Matteo, who was driving earlier, had taught Mitchel what to say to fool the kidnapper.

At the same time, Matteo arranged for someone to locate Raegan. But the tracking was vague, only showing an area near Raegan's studio, which wasn't very precise.

They split up to look for Raegan.

Then, after Raegan's cries for help, Mitchel finally found her.

Those minutes of searching seemed like torture. He even regretted getting angry with her and letting a meeting delay him. The thought of something bad happening to Raegan was too much to bear.

Mitchel stayed quiet, lowered his head and hugged Raegan even tighter.

A tear from Mitchel wet Raegan's cheek, and its warmth made her shiver. Was Mitchell crying? Even though it was just a tear, it touched Raegan deeply.

Holding Mitchel tightly, Raegan heard his heart beat faster than her own. Was he scared and worried about her?

In that moment, Raegan was unable to be distant or push Mitchel away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around him. His suit, normally so elegant and aloof, now seemed to radiate a comforting warmth. She tightened her fingers around him, letting herself get lost in that warmth for a moment.

Behind them, the man casting sordid glances, realizing his luck was running out, tried to escape. But he had barely gotten up when another elegantly dressed man, Matteo in fact, knocked him down.

«Ah! "Ah!" Another scream broke the silence.

The man realized belatedly that he was no match for Matteo, whose strong build indicated regular training.

Matteo stepped on the man's uninjured hand and demanded, “Speak! Why did you kidnap her?

“Ah!” The man's face contorted into a grotesque expression. «I didn't hurt him. I just took a little of his blood..."

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