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."

Jack, still carrying Rachel, headed

the door of the banquet hall. Now, after the short moment that they

them. All the curtains that had been on the windows had burned and fallen down, setting the

earlier was now engulfed in flames. Choking on the smoke, Michael

hold on Jack and said softly,

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

pointed to the carpet and said, "I don't know what they've poured over here, but it ignites

in flames. There was no way for

run back up the stairs. A worse fate awaited them if they

made the call. "Let's go. It's still possible to go through the

Without another word, Jack lifted Rachel off the floor. Together,

help but blush. She knew what she was feeling was highly inappropriate at the moment. In

Why was she feeling this

fast as he could with her in his arms.

One of the men was conscious now and was anxious to wake

even panic, the three simply ignored him

to the most conspicuous balcony. Shards of glass, from the window they had broken, were scattered on the floor. Jack and Michael carefully made their way past the sea

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

they stood was some distance away. The crowd could not easily see them, and there was no guarantee that anyone would hear

Michael hurriedly took out his

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

that Jack had been holding

in a low voice,

toward the floor and supported her back with his left hand until she could steady herself. When it was clear that she could stand without falling back down, he let her

for some other unknown reason, but Jack's thoughtful gestures were

Rachel had been found. He then filled

hand still hurt slightly. When she turned to look at it, she found several

asked, "What happened

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

lowered her head and looked at her hand. She

How careless of her!

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

not find words to

he did not want to talk about it now. Without

arms and steadied her. "Your feet hurt. You can lean

and those with him breathed a sigh of relief. The fire truck had arrived. Upon learning that they were fine, Rick felt

he noticed the nervous

How is Rachel? I want to

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