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."

the floor. Jack, still

small. It had only been burning up to the door of the banquet hall. Now, after the short moment that they had spent upstairs, everything on

them. All the curtains that had been on the windows

path that they had walked through earlier was now engulfed in flames. Choking on the smoke, Michael

released her hold on Jack and said

stepped back cautiously before setting her down and letting her stand on her feet. Holding onto his arm to

they've poured over here, but it ignites

now surely in flames. There was no way

the stairs. A worse fate

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

nodded. Without another word, Jack lifted Rachel off the floor. Together, the three rushed up the

was feeling was highly inappropriate at the moment. In an attempt to hide her flushed face, she lowered her head and pressed her

happening? Why was she feeling

a thing. Jack walked as fast as he could with her in his arms. When she pressed her face against his chest so quietly, he felt something

men was conscious now and was anxious to wake his companions but did not expect Jack and his companions to

him and passed him by. They headed straight to the

they had broken, were scattered on the floor. Jack and Michael carefully made their way past the sea of glass

were relieved upon hearing fire truck sirens from a distance. Outside the villa, a crowd had formed and

was some distance away. The crowd could not easily see them,

this, Michael hurriedly took out his

the downstairs windows rose up and reached them where they stood. Choking and with watery eyes, they

been holding her this

a low voice, "Put me

until she could steady herself. When it was clear that she could stand without falling back down, he let her

or for some other

Michael reached Marcus, he informed him that Rachel had

on her narrow escape. The palm of her hand still hurt slightly. When

He asked, "What

had successfully left the villa. She was the only one

head and looked at her hand. She said, "I fell down.

How careless of her!

of what had happened. If everyone had been busy trying to get away, and no one had known that she

words to

that he did not want to talk about it now. Without a word, he held her. Feeling nervous, she struggled

steadied her. "Your

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

to his ear. When he noticed the nervous look in her eyes, he asked

How is Rachel?

against each other. He cleared his throat and handed Rachel the phone. "Your friend wants to