Billionaire's Match

Chapter 680

The alley was narrow, cluttered with crates and barrels that made movement difficult. Nick gritted his teeth, dragging Khloe along while knocking obstacles over behind them to slow any pursuers.

"It's okay, this way," he murmured, noticing her faltering strength. He wrapped half of her body against his, low and firm in his encouragement. Khloe nodded, following his pace as they raced toward another exit As they cleared the passage, two men dressed in black came into view, guns in hand, backs turned to them.

Trapped between a blockade ahead and pursuers behind, there was no choice-they had to break through. Khloe drew a sharp breath.

Seeing Nick prepare to face two men alone, she clutched his hand tightly. His face flushed, sweat running down his temple, Nick's nerves were stretched to the limit. But he had no time to worry about himself-only one thought filled his mind: protect Khloe at any cost.

he whispered in her ear. Tears welled in Khloe's eyes. She

cheek, pried open her fingers, and pushed her

on a taxi parked along the roadside. The driver had just opened the door, stepping out to smoke, momentarily distracted. Without hesitation, Khloe ran for it, leaping into the driver's seat as the man stared in shock.

like a wild animal, tires screaming against the asphalt. She swung the wheel

while a kick sent the other flying backward Khloe pressed the pedal to the metal. The taxi lunged

life without a second thought. The men rolled and scrambled aside, ignoring the pain, but the taxi barely missed them, crashing into a nearby pile of cargo with a deafening crunch. The hood crumpled, smoke curling from the engine. The impact slammed

a sharp pain shot through her abdomen,