Chapter 192: The kidnapping attempt
Bella sprinted toward the exit, her heart pounding in her chest as she heard footsteps closing in behind her. Fear gripped her, but she didn’t dare look back. All she wanted was to escape the bar and find a cab to take her home.
But the men chasing her were too quick. Within moments, they caught up to her, grabbing her by the arms on either side and dragging her toward a black Range Rover parked on the side of the road.
"Let me go!" Bella screamed, struggling desperately to free herself. But their grips were unyielding, their hands like iron clamps on her arms.
Despite her frantic resistance, they continued to haul her toward the vehicle. Her cries for help echoed into the night, but no one heard her.
As they neared the car, O’Neil appeared in front of her, a sinister smirk spreading across his face.
Bella’s heart raced faster, terror flooding her veins as she sniveled in a frenzy, "What are you doing? You’ll be dead if Theodore finds out about this."
O’Neil threw his head back and laughed which made her blood run cold. "Dead? Why would he care about his secretary? Unless... are you sleeping with him?" His laughter grew louder, and his men joined in.
Bella’s fear reached a fever pitch as she took in their leering faces. "Let me go!" she shrieked, thrashing against the men holding her, but her efforts were futile.
O’Neil’s face twisted in anger, and he slapped her hard across the face, the force of the blow snapping her head to the side. Bella gasped in shock. The sting of the slap brought tears to her eyes.
"You cost me everything and threw my life into chaos," O’Neil growled. "Now, you’re going to pay me back with your body." His eyes roamed over her, a leer on his lips as he took in her trembling form.
He moved closer, his hand roughly gripping her jaw, forcing her to look up at him. "You’ve got a pretty face and a body that men would pay a fortune for," he sneered. "But before I sell you off, I’m going to have my share."
He leaned in, inhaling the scent of her hair, making Bella’s stomach churn with revulsion. "I want to see how Theodore Reid’s secretary tastes."