Stuck in you

Jack kicked the man hard. He dropped onto the floor, writhing in pain.

Seeing this, Rachel was overcome with emotion. Jack approached, bent down, and removed the tape which covered her mouth.

Both of her hands were tied behind her back. With a straight face, Jack carefully but swiftly removed the shoelaces that bound her.

When the laces were removed, an overwhelming feeling of relief came over her. Her eyes welled up with tears.

She felt so lucky. Jack had come just in time.

She remembered how terrified she had been when the three men had said that they would leave her here to die.

She thought about the horrible reality of being thrown away like garbage and with no one knowing where she was.

After successfully freeing her, Jack helped her to her feet. Rachel croaked, "Thank you."

In a low voice, he said, "Seriously? Why so formal with me?"

Rachel opened her mouth and looked up only to find his sour face. He put his arm around her waist, and together, they walked toward Michael. That was when he noticed that something was wrong with her feet.

Frowning, he asked, "What's the matter with your feet?"

Rachel tried to rotate one foot, and a sharp pain shot up her body. It turned out that she had sprained her ankle.

Determined not to be a burden, she clenched her teeth and tried to move her foot again. It hurt even more than it had moments ago.

Awkwardly, she explained, "I think I sprained my ankle. It hurts too much. I can't walk."

Michael kicked the man who was on the floor. When he was sure that the man was unconscious, he turned his head. He saw Jack putting Rachel's arm around his neck and then carrying her with both arms.

Although he knew that it was inappropriate at the moment, Michael couldn't help but let out a loud whistle.

'That's my bro. Way to go, Jack!' he thought.

"Let's go," Jack said.

"Are we going back the way we came?" Michael asked.

Jack replied, "That's our only way out. The gate is locked."

He had found out, while they had been searching for Rachel, that there was no way to open the gate.

"Let's go downstairs first."

left the three assailants on the floor. Jack, still carrying Rachel, headed down the stairs

burning up to the door of the banquet hall. Now, after the short moment that they had spent upstairs, everything on the first floor was in

that had been on the windows had burned

smoke, Michael fell back in shock. Coughing, he yelled, "Damn it! What the hell is this? How did

on Jack and said softly,

her down and letting her stand on her feet. Holding onto his arm to maintain her balance, she

the carpet and said, "I don't know what they've poured over here, but it ignites upon contact with fire. The three men upstairs are responsible for

that everything outside was now surely in flames. There was

up the stairs. A worse

go. It's still possible to go through the flames now. Let's go upstairs and contact the

Without another word, Jack lifted Rachel off

could not help but blush. She knew what she was feeling was highly inappropriate at the moment. In an attempt to hide her flushed face, she lowered her head and

was happening? Why was she feeling

two men didn't notice a thing. Jack walked as fast as he could with her in his arms. When she pressed her face against his chest

the men was conscious now and

panic, the three simply ignored him and passed him by. They headed

from the window they had broken, were scattered on the floor. Jack and Michael carefully made

The three were relieved upon hearing fire truck sirens from a distance. Outside the villa,

crowd could not easily see them, and there was no

this, Michael hurriedly took out his phone and

windows rose up and reached them where they stood. Choking and with watery eyes, they had to move backward. The fire

had been holding her this whole time,

said in a low voice, "Put me

and supported her back with his left hand until she could steady herself. When it was clear that she could stand

because of the situation they were in or for some other unknown reason, but Jack's

he informed him that Rachel had been found.

The palm of her hand still hurt slightly. When she turned to look

He asked, "What

everyone else had successfully left the villa. She was the only one who was unfortunate enough

her head and looked at her hand. She

How careless of her!

If everyone had been busy trying to get away, and no one had known that she was still

not find words to express his

that he did not want to talk about it now. Without

and steadied her. "Your feet

Rick felt glad. It was as if it was he himself who had escaped death. Without delay, he ran to the

nervous look in her eyes, he asked Michael to hold on. Then he handed the

Rachel? I want

Rachel, who were leaning against each other. He cleared his throat and handed Rachel the