"Erin…" He yelled and rushed towards the building.Sean had just arrived at the site. He jumped out of the car and dashed over.The fire came out of every hole in the building. It was terrifying. Victor jumped through the fire, and so did Sean."Natasha…""Erin…"There was no one inside. They hurried to the first floor, where the fire was less. However, the smoke made it difficult for them to breathe and see through it. They coughed and looked for her."Sean, I will look here. Go to the upstairs."Sean ran to the second floor, where there was more fire. The raging flames on the threshold stood in his way. Sean took a step back, only to run through the fire. The flames engulfed his back and arms.He took off his jacket and threw it down, stepping on it to put out the fire. He saw her tied with a chair."Natasha…" he rushed over to her.She was unconscious."Shit…" He hurriedly untied her and tapped her cheeks. "Wake up. Look at me. Natasha…"She was unresponsive.Sean picked up his jac
A young woman was bound to an operating table, her hands and legs spread wide. The blue gown she had put on was folded up to her waist, exposing her lower body. Her face was pale in fear. Her body was trembling non-stop. It was difficult to tell whether she was shaking from the cold or fear.Natasha Wynn looked at the various instruments displayed on her right, including scalpels, forceps, scissors, clamps, and many others whose names she didn't know. Then she moved her gaze to the nurse with a mask on her face, standing next to the operation table. Her heart twisted when she saw her preparing an injection.She was always afraid of the injections. She wriggled but couldn't get her hands and legs free from the clamps that held them to the operating table."Let me go, please," she pleaded. She began to regret agreeing to this arrangement. "I don’t want to do it. Let go of me." The more she spoke, the louder she sounded."Shh…" The nurse pressed her index finger against her lips. "Mainta
Natasha scooted to the far end of the bed and cringed, hugging her knees. She kept her eye on the guy in the black shirt and the black pants. His towering stature was daunting. She shuddered even harder with each step he took toward her.Even though she was terrified, she couldn't take her eyes off him. Because of the black mask, she was unable to see his face other than his eyes, which were cold and intimidating.She gradually realized that she had to sleep with this man. She felt cheated.What a fool she was to put her trust in her aunt.She wanted to flee right away. But she remained speechless, glued to the spot.The man halted his steps, shoving his hands inside his pockets. His mouth twisted in annoyance as he watched her tremble."Tsk…" He clicked his tongue. "You are making me bored. Don’t make me lose interest. Or else, I will send you away."His deep voice vibrated inside her stomach. It was deeper than the man's voice who had brought her here.Natasha felt nothing but chill
The next morning…Natasha woke up with a sore on her lower back. She felt like each muscle in her body was spent. It was as if a road roller had run over her."Mm…" she groaned and sat up, her lower back hurting.She recalled the erotic night she had had with that man. She had been keeping her virginity for her future husband for the past twenty years. But she had lost it last night to a stranger.That man seemed to have lost control. He had tormented her the whole night.When she looked around the room, she didn’t find a trace of him. She dragged herself out of bed, a grimace appearing on her face. Her legs wobbled from the pain down there, yet she maintained her balance.She found her dress lying on the floor. It was not in the state to wear. She remembered how ruthlessly he had ripped the dress."What should I do?" She murmured, looking around. "I can’t stay here any longer. I have to find something to wear."Her wandering gaze landed on the walk-in closet. She limped into it.The
Six years later…In a hospital…Natasha waited in the queue in front of a billing counter for her turn to pay. She was dazedly staring at the invoice in her hand. The bill was more than half her monthly salary.Her son had a congenital heart problem and had to rush to the hospital once again. It was his second hospitalization this month. It took him a week to recover this time.The doctor suggested surgery as soon as possible. If not, his condition would worsen. But Natasha could hardly manage his medications. She had no idea how she would arrange the money for the surgery.Because of surrogacy, she couldn’t complete her drama major. Her dream of becoming an actress never came true. She wouldn’t have faced this money problem if she had fulfilled her dream. Now she was working as a typist in a small company to feed herself and her son.She never complained about her misfortune as she thought she would have a happy life with her son. But her cruel destiny didn’t show her mercy. It had s
The Rolls Royce pulled over in front of a luxurious villa several minutes later. The boy jumped out of the car before the driver could get out and open the door for him. He stomped into the house, his face glum."Master Johnson, watch your steps," the driver cautioned as he pulled out the school bag and the cake box. "You may fall."Johnson hurried in without bothering about his words. He saw his father’s fiancée, Amber, in the hall. His face turned even darker as he muttered in his mind, ‘Bad witch.’"Hey, little wonder." Amber approached him, donning a sweet smile on her face. "You are back from school. Come and sit with me for a while." She stretched her arms wide.Johnson gave her a sidelong gaze and walked up to his room."Oh…" Amber turned around and stared at his back, mouth agape. "What is the matter with him?"She saw the driver coming in. "Why is he so upset?" she asked. "Does anything happen in the school? Do I need to contact his teacher?""I have no idea why his mood has
"When I was young like you, mamma and papa used to take me to Shihai," Natasha said as she walked to the bus stop, holding Jack’s hand. "It is a lovely town in a valley, surrounded by pine trees and away from the city's pollution. I enjoyed visiting there. Uhh…" She sighed deeply. "I haven't been there in years. I am thinking of…"She stopped talking abruptly when she saw Jack staring at something. She followed his gaze and saw nothing but running cars."Are you okay?" she asked, a frown on her face.Jack shifted his attention to her frantically as if he had just come out of his trance. It made Natasha frown even harder."What are you looking at?" she asked.Jack blinked as if puzzled. He then smiled and asked back a question, "Do you like to ride in a car? A luxurious car?"Natasha couldn’t help but laugh. She put her hand under his chin and said, "Of course, I’d like to ride in a car. We will get a car when you grow up and get a good job.""Hmm…" Jack nodded and turned aside.Natash
Jack had been in a sour mood since they returned home. He had not been talking much. He kept himself locked in his room.Natasha wanted to make him happy. She prepared Jack’s favorite chicken noodle soup with a lot of scallions for supper."Yummy soup is ready," she said as she put the bowl of soup on the table. "Come and have it before it gets cold.""…"She cast a sidelong glance at his room and called him, "Jack… I am waiting.""…""Jack…" She turned to his room. "Are you coming?"She walked over there and raised her hand to knock on the door. Her hand froze in the air as she heard him talking. It sounded like he was conversing with someone else. Her eyebrows knitted as she leaned forward and put her ear to the door."Yes… I want specifically that one," she heard him say."Jack…" She knocked on the door."…""What are you doing? Open the door." Natasha pounded on the door harder this time."Coming, mommy."Creak…Jack opened the door after some time. "Yes, mommy." He smiled at her.