His Unveiled Passion

Tessa had seen that same car earlier in the city while waiting at a red light. At that time, it had been parked diagonally behind hers.

In other words, the car had been following her from the city all the way to this

remote area.

A chill ran through Tessa's body, and her spine stiffened.

She noticed that whenever she slowed down, the car behind her did the same, making no attempt to overtake her. When she sped up, the other car also accelerated.

That confirmed her suspicion. She was being followed.

Tessa reached for her phone, preparing to make a call.

At the same time, in the car behind her, the driver furrowed his brow and spoke to the man in the back seat. "Boss, I think she noticed us."

"Do it," the man ordered.

"Yes."

Tessa had just picked up her phone, her fingers about to dial-when a loud bang shattered the silence. The driver of the black car behind her suddenly slammed on the gas and rammed into her Rolls-Royce at full speed.

The impact was immense. She lost control of her car instantly, crashing violently into the roadside guardrail. The front of her car crumpled on impact, and the airbags deployed.

Her phone slipped from her grasp and tumbled onto the car floor.

Dazed from the crash, her head spun as she struggled to focus.

Forcing herself to move, Tessa reached down, groping for her phone. She had to call the police.

But just as her fingertips touched the phone, the car window was suddenly smashed open from the outside.

Whoever it was had come prepared, even bringing a professional glass-breaking hammer.

The shattered glass scattered, and a rough hand reached inside, unlocking the door before yanking her out.

"Who are you?" Tessa instinctively asked as she was dragged out of the car. There was no response. The man continued pulling her toward the roadside. Inside the confined space of the car, she had been at a disadvantage. Now that she was outside, however, she immediately fought back.

In just a few swift movements, she broke free from the man's grip and retaliated with a series of counterattacks.

The man had clearly not expected a woman who looked so delicate to be this

Skilled. Caught off guard, he

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his breath.

With renewed anger, he lunged at her, intent on beating her into submission. But he was no match for her.

With a forceful punch, Tessa struck him squarely in the nose. Blood gushed instantly.

Using both her hands and feet, she swiftly overpowered him, sending him sprawling.

The dark road they were on had no streetlights and no surveillance cameras, Only the harsh glare of the car's headlights illuminated the

scene, casting a stark contra ne

against the bloodied man lying motionless. noveldrama

The man lay on the ground in a disheveled state, spewing vulgar curses. "You couldn't even handle a single woman?" Another man stepped out of the black car, looking down at his fallen accomplice with evident disdain.

"Boss, this bitch knows how to fight," the injured man spat, clutching his ribs.

Taking advantage of their conversation, Tessa carefully edged back toward her car, reaching for her phone.

Just as she grabbed it, the second man rushed forward and snatched it away.

Without hesitation, he yanked out

her SIM card and snapped it in half with a sharp snap. Then, he smashed her phone to the ground, its screen shattering into countless shards. The broken SIM card was casually flicked into the roadside grass.

"You're coming with us," he said coldly.