Chapter 225: The vulnerability
Inside Dylan’s car...
The incident had impacted Ava deeply. She sat close to him, her body trembling, her hands gripping his like a lifeline. Her breath came in shallow gasps, as though she feared that the nightmare was not yet over, that the men would return to drag her back into the terror she had just endured.
"Ava, calm down. You’re safe now," Dylan whispered gently, his hand moving to her hair, his touch tender and soothing.
But his words fell flat. They couldn’t ease the storm of fear swirling in her mind. The thought of what could have happened if he hadn’t arrived in time made her stomach churn.
Dylan’s heart ached. He had never seen her so broken and terrified. The incident had shattered her confidence. He wished he could go back to the hotel and kill those men instantly. But Ava wouldn’t leave him.
He signaled the driver to drive and then called Justin. He narrated everything that happened briefly. "Go there and nab those men," Dylan commanded. "I want them. Alive. Don’t let them slip away."
The call ended, and he turned his attention back to Ava. She was still clutching him, her face buried in his chest.
"Those men will pay for what they did. I won’t let them get away with this. I promise." He stroked her hair gently, hoping his words would lift the fear in her mind.
Ava clung to Dylan, her cheek resting against his chest. In his arms, the terror that had gripped her began to dissolve, replaced by a sense of warmth and safety. Gratitude swelled within her.