His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 388

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Their eyes locked with a mix of defiance and disdain. "You think you're up for this?"

Ricardo had been on the streets for years, but he had never come across someone so formidable. His heart pounded, his eyes showing an unprecedented degree of admiration and awe.

"You... you're really something. Alright, I give up. Truly." He stepped back, the pain from his injuries reminding him that it was best to avoid such people. "Take her. I didn't touch her, not even a finger."

Suddenly, a dazzling light lit up the dim path ahead.

He staggered, each step heavy as if he were carrying the weight of the world. He bent down, wrapping his arms tightly around the woman, using every ounce of his strength to lift her.

"I'm taking you home," he said, his voice hoarse but resolute.

He carried her through the silent alley, each step landing on the mud and blood-streaked ground. His silhouette stretched in the light at the alley's entrance, as if bathed in a golden glow.

Dillon's car screeched to a halt in front of them.

He quickly opened the passenger door, ran over, and supported the injured Casper. "Mr. Casper... Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, just a few scratches." His concern was more for the woman in his arms. "She's been drugged with something powerful. We need to get to the hospital, fast."

"Get in the car."

Once they were both inside, the car shot forward like an arrow.

The sudden acceleration caused a strong sense of propulsion, unsettling the heart of the woman who was asleep, stirring restlessness within her. Her eyelids felt impossibly heavy, as if weighed down by an invisible force. A burning heat gradually rose within her.

She struggled to sit up, her hands uncontrollably wrapping around Casper's neck. Confused and urgent, she leaned in, her lips seeking the coolness that might quell the heat in her heart.

Casper felt her closeness but could only hold her hands tightly, trying to calm her down.