When She Rose From the Ashes (Natalie and Jensen) novel Chapter 607

**Chapter 607: The Rescue**

Jensen was a tempest of rage, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity that seemed to deepen with every passing second.

In a fit of madness, he unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks upon Natalie, each blow fueled by a dark fury that seemed to consume him.

Zero to sixteen percent retreat.

Twenty dollars in free coins.

It was a cruel twist of fate that eighteen years prior, when the Summers family had nearly beaten her to death, it was Jensen who had swooped in like a gallant prince, rescuing the frightened eighteen-year-old Natalie. But now, just five years later, the very same Jensen who had once saved her was the one delivering the violence that threatened to shatter her spirit.

The excruciating pain forced a muffled groan from her lips, but Natalie resolutely bit down on her lower lip, refusing to plead for mercy. She would not give him that satisfaction.

Loretta watched in horror, her heart racing as she witnessed this violent transformation in her son. The sight of Natalie’s bloodied mouth and nose, her face swollen and bruised from the relentless assault, jolted her from her stunned silence.

“Jensen! Stop! You’re going to kill her! Just take her! If you sleep with her, even if Baron shows up, he won’t want her anymore. After all, with Baron’s status, how could he possibly desire someone so damaged?”

Loretta’s desperate words seemed to penetrate through Jensen’s frenzy, snapping him back to a chilling clarity.

“You’re right, Mom!” he exclaimed, a manic grin spreading across his face. “I need to claim Natalie! Even if Baron kills me, he’ll have to live with that regret for eternity! So what if he’s the legitimate heir of the Gunn family? So what if he’s the Chairman of Grant International Holdings? His wife will have been taken by me! That stain on his life will never wash away!”

With a ferocious determination, Jensen lunged forward, tearing at Natalie’s clothes.

“No! Don’t touch me! Jensen, please, don’t make me hate you!”

The cold air bit at Natalie’s skin as her clothes were ripped apart, and a scream tore itself from her throat. Her legs were held firmly by Loretta, while Jensen pinned her upper body down, leaving her utterly vulnerable and helpless.

“Ah! Let me go! Help! Is anyone there?”

Desperation clawed at her as she cried for assistance, her voice echoing in the dark confines of the basement.

But instead of fear, Jensen felt a surge of twisted excitement at her broken state.

“Go ahead and scream,” he taunted, his voice dripping with malice. “No one can hear you here. By the time Baron finds you, you’ll already belong to me. He’s destined to lose to me in this game. Hahahaha!”

Suddenly, Jensen’s lips crashed against Natalie’s with a fervor that sent chills down her spine.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, glistening like precious jewels against her battered face.

Just when she thought all hope was lost, the door to the basement was blown open with a thunderous bang.

Yes, it was blasted open from the outside, the force of the explosion shaking the very foundations of the room.

Jensen and Loretta stood frozen in shock, their minds racing to comprehend the sudden turn of events. Before they could react, a group of individuals clad in black surged into the room, their presence commanding and fierce.

Leading them was a figure that sent a wave of recognition crashing over Loretta.

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