Chasing My Pregnant Wife

The van sped across the road, but Rosalie had no idea where the car was going as she was blindfolded. The van drove for a long time, until she felt herself being dragged out and pulled along an uneven road. She didn't know where she was, but she could hear the sound of the wind blowing. She felt herself pushed into a musty-smelling place and thrown on the ground.

"Take turns to watch her. Don't let this wench run or die, or we won't be able to get the money."

"Bro, will her family call the police?"

"They wouldn't have the guts to! If they do, I'll kill this bitch."

"Come to think of it..." he went on after pondering for a moment, "better to be safe than sorry. Come here."

The other man approached him, and he whispered something into his ear. He spoke so softly, Rosalie couldn't hear what he said.

The other man nodded and said, "Sure, got it. I'll get on it right away."

Right after that, Rosalie heard footsteps. The man was approaching her.

She shrunk back into the corner of the wall in fear. Her blindfold was then whipped off from her head.

pitch black in the room, until light from a torch shone on her face. The light was so piercing, she turned away

head hard.

something to a

quite pretty. Can we have our

killing her?" the man bit out viciously. "She's worth five

her. We're not killing her. It should be

fun? What if her family refuses to

Bro. I

woman we want. If you cause any trouble and ruin my

dark, wet corner and wrapped her arms tightly around her. She heaved a sigh of

to her for the time being because of the money, but these

looked around, and found a stone with sharp edges. She nudged her body over and tried rubbing the rope tied around the arms