Chased by My Possessive Ex (Dylan) novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Chapter 54

DYLAN

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I was quiet as we drove off to God knows where. But my silence doesn’t mean I’m going to sit right here and let Hunter do whatever he wants right after what I just witnessed.

There are a lot of things going on right now, yet there’s no definite explanation on why they are happening. Who was that woman? Was Beckett right all along? If so, then why can’t Hunter just discard me? Was he planning to keep me as a kept woman?

Was it because he was the one who helped me when I was in trouble that he thinks he owns me? Do I have to endure being his mistress until I pay my debt? Was that his plan all along?

I groan in annoyance as I massage my temple. All these questions were making my head hurt. I wanted answers. However, Hunter seems like he doesn’t have any plans of giving those answers to me.

“Where are we going?” I asked the driver. I heard Hunter mentioning about going to the airport, but my exact destination remains unclear.

But as I expected, he didn’t answer. Why would he, when his boss didn’t even bother answering me?

Argh! This is so infuriating! I can kill him right now.

Despite my frustration, I can’t just sit right here and wait for whatever Hunter’s plan is. I need to get out of here. As long as I’m with him, he’s going to go his extra length just to keep me blindsided.

“Can we stop in a gas station for a minute? I badly need to go to the restroom,” I told the driver.

He looked at me through the rearview mirror. He seems suspicious about me.

“I really do need to go to the restroom, you know?” I repeated, trying my best to convince him.

But once again, he ignored me.

“If you don’t believe me, I’ll just go ahead and relieve myself here. But rest assured that your boss will know that you watched me while peeing at the back of this car because you wouldn’t let me use the restroom,” I said, shrugging my shoulders before acting as if I was about to pull my pants down.

“W–Wait, madam!” he said in panic. Hesitation was still evident in his eyes, but he probably saw that I was determined to do what I said, so he finally decided to do what I said. “We’ll make a stop,” he added.

I suppress the smile threatening to break from my lips. Now, I need to come up with a plan on who to call order to escape from here.

It didn’t take long before we finally reached a nearby gas station.

I kept my head down as I stepped out of the car, my pulse hammering so hard it felt like it echoed in my ears. The men Hunter assigned to watch me trailed behind.

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“I just need the restroom,” I muttered, trying to keep my voice from shaking

They exchanged a quick look, then one of them nodded. “We’ll wait here in the car, madam?

I walked into the convenience store, my hands trembling. The moment the glass door shut behind me. I finally let myself breathe–just one thin moment of quiet, a scrap of space to think.

But I stopped cold.

Up above the counter, a small television glowed with a breaking–news banner. The sound was low, barely a murmur, but the images… God, the images were loud enough to drown me,

Hunter.

In a perfectly tailored suit.

And Hunter–with her.

Beautiful, polished, smiling like she already owned the world. Her hand looped through his arm like she fit there, like she belonged there. Her name flashed across the screen: Marian Velasquez, daughter of one of the most powerful mafia families in the country.

My stomach plummeted. I smiled bitterly as I watched how they look good together. A voice in my head says she’s the perfect woman for him.

The reporter was talking too fast and too brightly, but their voice blurred into a sharp, unbearable ringing. All I could focus on was Marian reaching up…. touching Hunter’s jaw… pulling him closer.

And Hunter leaned down and kissed her. Not a polite kiss, not for show. A kiss full of heat and certainty, like there wasn’t a woman he’d shoved into a car and ordered to be watched. Like I was nothing but a passing

mistake.

My knees almost gave out. I grabbed the nearest shelf to keep myself upright, a broken breath scraping out of me. My heart didn’t just crack–it scattered, hitting the floor in pieces I didn’t know how to gather.

Then came the blow that finished me.

Hunter looked at the cameras with a softness he never gave me.

“We’ll be leaving soon,” he said smoothly. “For our honeymoon.”

Honeymoon.

The word sliced through me like lightning, sharp and merciless.

Heat rushed to my eyes–anger, hurt, and humiliation tangling into something raw and bitter. I stepped closer, stupidly hoping that if I looked from a different angle, it wouldn’t hurt as much. But the images stayed the same. Hunter pulled Marian in again, kissing her like the whole world was cheering them on.

A quiet, cracked sound slipped out of me before I could stop it. My fingers curled into tight fists at my sides.

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He betrayed me.

Or did he?

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Can I call this betrayal when everything that happened between us was nothing but charades? I should blame no one but myself for assuming, believing, or, worst of all, hoping that this could lead to something beautiful.

I scoffed inwardly; it is beautiful. A beautiful disaster.

Maybe this was the slap I needed to stop breaking over a man who never hesitated to break me.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I have no time to dwell on this pain much longer. I need to escape. I need to get away from him. I want to forget the pain. I wanted to bury every memory of him until it hurt no more.

My eyes landed on the burner phone sitting at the counter. I grabbed one and paid for it at the counter. I took a quick look back at the car where Hunter’s men were waiting for me. I saw them talking to a woman. It took their attention off me for a minute.

After paying, I quickly opened the phone. “Fuck!” I cursed loudly when I realized the only number etched in my head was Beckett’s number. But no matter how desperate I am, I’d rather die than call him and ask for help.

I stopped for a minute and thought about my next plan. But before I even came up with another plan, I saw a bunch of cars approaching. My stomach dropped as I realized there’s something wrong going on outside.

And before I could even react, I heard the sound of a gunshot. My eyes widened in panic. I was frozen in place as I watched those men riddle our car with bullets.

“Miss, let’s go! There’s an exit behind,” said the man who was at the counter. But I remained glued to the floor. I was horrified looking at Hunter’s men and the woman they were talking to a while ago, lying on the floor, drenched in blood. “Miss, hurry!” he repeated.

I finally snapped out of it when he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the exit behind the store.

I stumbled after him, the smell of smoke and blood chasing me as he dragged me toward a narrow or behind the stockroom. My legs felt numb, barely keeping up, but I forced myself to move–to run world behind us erupted into more gunfire.

That was the moment it hit me:

If I stayed frozen, I’d die.

If I turned back, I’d die.

The moment the cashier shoved me toward the back door, my legs moved on instinct. I stumbled into the darkness behind the store, the cold air slapping my face as the door creaked shut behind us. I turned, ready

for him to follow-

But the door burst open again.

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Voices. Heavy footsteps. The men had realized someone slipped out.

The cashier was still halfway inside, one hand braced on the metal frame as he tried to slam the door shut.

“There! Someone’s there!”

Before he could even take a single step toward safety, a gun fired.

The shot echoed like thunder.

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