Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 814

Awakening Love: Reborn to Be His Duchess

Chapter 814 Cornered Prey

Samantha’s voice was utterly calm and detached.

“I’m blind. Are you seriously asking me who I saw?”

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The guard choked on his words, instantly flying into a rage. “Cease this insolence! What are you doing do here?”

Leaning on her bamboo cane, Samantha replied with chilling indifference.

“Just taking a stroll.”

“A stroll?”

The guard sneered. “You think you have the right to wander around?”

Samantha remained silent for a long moment before letting out a soft, mocking laugh.

“If I cannot even take a walk, I will die of sheer boredom.”

Her voice remained light, but it dripped with icy sarcasm.

“And when your esteemed guests arrive to be entertained, are you going to take my place in their beds?”

The guard was rendered completely speechless.

The blind courtesans were highly protected assets within the Crimson Lantern.

They were neither ordinary maids nor standard dancers.

The high-ranking nobles who guarded their anonymity fiercely demanded these specific girls.

Because they couldn’t see, they couldn’t identify the men.

Because they couldn’t escape, they could never leak the secrets whispered in the dark.

Because of this undeniable value, even though the guard was boiling with rage, he didn’t dare lay a finger on

her.

Another guard pulled him back, lowering his voice. “Forget it. Don’t waste time on a blind girl. The prize in the Moonlit Pavilion is what matters. If we lose her, our heads will roll.”

“The first guard spat viciously onto the stone floor.

“Worthless trash!”

Hidden behind the panel, Flowira didn’t dare move a muscle, forcing her breathing to a near halt.

It wasn’t until the heavy boots completely faded away that she finally let go of the wall.

Her palms were drenched in cold sweat.

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The secret tunnel was far narrower and pitch-black than she had anticipated.

The walls were slick with moisture; touching the stone sent a freezing chill straight to her bones.

Relying entirely on Samantha’s directions, she pressed herself against the wall and moved blindly forwa

Hear the water, turn right.

She repeated the instruction like a mantra in her mind.

The guards were still tearing the brothel apart.

Faint, thundering footsteps echoed from the floors above, and muffled curses bled through the thick stor ceiling.

Flowira didn’t dare slow down.

Finally, the faint trickle of running water reached her ears.

Trailing her hand along the wall, she turned right and quickly hit a heavy wooden door.

Just as Samantha promised, the latch was loose.

Bracing her shoulder against the wood, she shoved with every ounce of strength she had left.

With a loud creak, the door gave way.

Freezing wind, thick with stinging snow, blasted her in the face.

Stumbling out of the darkness, Flowira realized she had spilled out into the rear alley of the Crimson

Lantern.

The alley was deep and suffocating, flanked by towering stone walls. The snow beneath her boots was -churned into filthy, black sludge by endless carriage wheels.

Behind her, the Crimson Lantern remained ablaze with light.

The seductive music, roaring laughter, and clinking goblets blended into a sickening cacophony, echoing like a completely different world.

To Flowira, those sounds were nothing but pure, unadulterated filth.

She sprinted toward the mouth of the alley.

But before she could take ten steps, frantic boots pounded the snow behind her.

“The back door is open!”

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Finist

She forced her legs to move faster, but her body had already crossed its absolute limit. Black spots danced across her vision.

The exit was right there.

Just a few more steps, and she would be free.

The glaring light of a torch swept across the brick wall behind her.

Gritting her teeth, Flowira ripped the gold hairpin from her hair, spun around, and pressed her back agai the freezing stone.

If she truly couldn’t escape…

The guards were closing in fast.

In that absolute split second of life or death, a hand shot out from the pitch-black shadows, wrapped around her waist, and violently yanked her into the darkness.

Flowira’s pupils shrank in terror, and she viciously drove the hairpin toward her attacker’s throat.

But the man anticipated the strike, effortlessly locking his fingers around her wrist.

“Don’t move.”

His voice was a deep, rumbling whisper.

Flowira’s entire body went rigid.

The alley was pitch-black, allowing her to see only half of his profile.

A high nose bridge, deep-set eyes, and a sharp, unforgiving brow.

For a fleeting second, she actually thought she was looking at Ronan again.

Not an exact replica.

But the sharp contours, the chilling, aggressive aura radiating from his scowl-he bore an undeniable resemblance to Ronan.

Flowira’s stomach churned violently, and absolute hostility flooded her eyes.

She thrashed with all her might, but the man clamped her eyen tighter against his chest.

“If you want to live, shut your mouth.”

The guards stormed into the alley.

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