No Way Back (Jane and Hugh) by Anna Mac novel Chapter 13

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Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

Jane had heard about Hugh Croft.

He was ruthless and wouldn’t think twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him would wish that they were dead.

Jane never doubted Hugh’s words.

She, too, would be afraid of someone with such nobility and astute presence.

Everything seemed to make sense if he was the legendary Hugh Croft.

But why would a person like him appear in such places?

“I think you’ve noticed that I am the one watching you from the private room on the fourth floor at Nightshade

Bar.”

Hugh explained as if he’d sensed the confusion Jane had.

“Okay!”

No wonder Jane felt the same danger coming from his eyes.

“Why is such a big shot like you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like those lowly humans with horrible taste, right?”

Jane had already started stepping backward.

She was exploring the escape routes around her.

Although cowardice was not a word she had in her dictionary after being rebirth, she was playing with that

idea.

The man standing before him was too dangerous.

Running away wasn’t such a bad idea in certain circumstances.

She couldn’t tell what Hugh Croft wanted from her.

“Are you a person with Omega blood type?”

His sudden question caught her off–guard.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You know what I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You are one with Omega blood type.”

“I am, too. You should have felt the sense of familiarity on me, am I right?”

Since he had already exposed her, there was no point in her to keep denying it.

With his capability, he could have her investigated with a snap of his fingers.

“So, what do you want, Mr. Croft?”

“I want to sign an agreement with you, to sleep with me.”

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

Why did it sound familiar to the job Andy recommended to her?

Was Hugh Croft the one that announced the search for people with Omega type blood in the Darknet to have an agreement to sleep with him?

“That’s too sudden. Let me think about it.”

Hugh was definitely her type.

He was incredibly good–looking, powerful, and came from such nobility.

But every rose has its thorns.

After having a second chance at life, Jane wanted to live freely and spend the rest of her life with someone who cared for her. She wanted no attachment at all.

Although Jane wanted to be in love, being with someone like Hugh Croft was too risky.

There was a high risk of her losing her life by the side of a man like Hugh Croft.

Perhaps she should just forget it.

“Would you leave me your contact?”

There were not many people with whom Hugh would be so patient.