A Beauty With Multiple Masks

The woman driving their car covered her eyes briefly as a car came speeding their way.

“Look out!” Vinson yelled while holding Arielle tightly.

Hearing that, the woman spun the wheel, but it was no use. The car had lost control. Even so, she remained calm.

“The car’s gone out of control. We have to get out!”

With that, the three of them unbuckled their seatbelts, opened the car doors, and hopped out of the vehicle, landing harshly on the ground.

Vinson had shielded Arielle with his arms the whole time, even as his back collided against the floor.

With a grunt, he helped Arielle up, and a loud explosion sounded nearby as the two rose to their feet. They turned toward the direction of the noise, only to see that the car headed their way before had now crashed into theirs.

“We have to get out of here now,” Vinson remarked frostily, gazing at the fire.

no way this was purely

the man tackled Arielle to the ground, and a bullet

target. I’ve

this. She’s the only one who’d try

time she whipped out a gun from her pocket, Vinson had already aimed his at their assailant and pulled

with one shot, their enemy fell to

asked in concern, remembering the way he had

woman realized how her back felt

how he had gone the extra mile to guard her with his

to take cover

the woman who

Any regular human being who jumps out of a moving vehicle would normally sustain

are you, Ira? What do you do?” Arielle peered

They’re growing suspicious of