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Before Naomi could even finish speaking, a chill ran down the back of her neck. She hadn’t noticed when Matteo had appeared behind her–but there he was, fingers wrapped around her nape like a predator seizing its prey.
“You’re not getting away,” he said coldly.
Naomi trembled, her entire body shaking with fear. “If you don’t protect me, I’ll spill everything! I’ll tell them all your secrets!”
Her voice cracked, panicked and desperate.
“If you dare breathe a word,” Matteo said, his voice deadly quiet, “you’ll die even faster. Do you have any idea how Nathaniel punishes traitors? Those lash marks on you? Those are nothing compared to what he’ll do next.”
Naomi’s terror finally reached a breaking point. She collapsed to her knees, eyes full of pleading.
“Please… I’m begging you… Don’t let me die. Please, help me…”
She was desperate for mercy, hoping Matteo might spare her, might remember she’d once chosen his side.
But Nathaniel’s voice came sharp and furious from behind. “Matteo. Get her in the van.”
It was the first time Naomi had ever seen Nathaniel this angry.
“Matteo, please! Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!”
Matteo didn’t answer. He shoved a dirty rag into her mouth to silence her screams.
Naomi could no longer speak. She stared at him with wide, panicked eyes, but Matteo simply grabbed her by the neck and stuffed her into the van like discarded baggage.
The air inside reeked. Naomi trembled uncontrollably. One of the van’s rear windows had been smashed during her earlier escape attempt, leaving a jagged hole that let in cold night air.
They drove for what felt like an eternity.
The city lights faded.
Fear crawled into Naomi’s chest, growing stronger with every mile.
Meanwhile, in a small apartment, Evelyn and Nathan tossed restlessly in bed.
Evelyn, especially, had barely slept at all.
Just as she’d flipped over for the fifth time, a loud pounding rattled the front door.
“For God’s sake,” she muttered, throwing off the covers, “can’t we get any peace? What now?”
She stormed over and flung the door open.
Two men in black stormed in before she could even scream.
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“Who are you?! Do you even know who we are? You can’t just kidnap us! My daughter–she’ll never-
Smack!
One of the guards slapped Evelyn so hard she froze in place, stunned.
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Hearing the commotion, Nathan rushed from the bedroom, only to be immediately seized by another guard.
“Are you people from the Sue family? Even if you are, you can’t do this! Let go, or we’ll call the police!”
The guard sneered. “Sue family? No. Your daughter pissed off our boss. That’s all that matters. You’re done living in this apartment–and maybe anywhere else.”
Panic set in.
Naomi angered Nathaniel? What could she possibly have done for things to go this far?
Downstairs, a neighbor–Mrs. King–watched in alarm as the two guards dragged Nathan and Evelyn into the night.
She quickly pulled out her phone.
Back in the ballroom, Eliza picked up her phone.
It was Mrs. King.
“Something’s happened,” she whispered. “Two bodyguards showed up and dragged Naomi’s parents away. Looked like they were in deep trouble–something about their daughter messing with the wrong people.”
“Got it. Just keep staying there. Let me know if anything else happens.”
“Understood.”
Eliza ended the call.
Next to her, Halbert raised an eyebrow. “Who was that?”
“Just the staff I hired,” she replied coolly. “They said Naomi’s parents were taken by bodyguards. Looks like Nathaniel’s cleaning house after Naomi embarrassed him.”
One villain devours another.
Naomi was done for.
Back in the van, Naomi curled up, trembling, unable to stop shaking.
After what felt like forever, the vehicle finally came to a stop.
Naomi didn’t know where they’d brought her. She tried to peer out the broken window when suddenly- A hand grabbed her by the hair,
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She screamed as she was yanked out of the van.
Terror blanched her face as her scalp burned from the force.
“Let go! Let me go!”
She tried to fight back, but before she could move, a hand struck her cheek with a sharp crack.
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