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The stare at Sara and Austin and their injured faces. He snarled, his voice low and threat, "Who are you?"Austin stretched out his hands, palms outward. "We're lost. Our car broke down. We need help."His grip on the shotgun was strong. "What were you doing out here?" he inquired, his tone cold. Sara moved ahead her gaze glued to the shotgun. “Please, we are telling the truth, we need help, we are not here to harm you.”Looking at Austin and Sara, the elderly man's eyes bright with inquiry. He asked, his voice gritty and low, "Are you two girlfriend and boyfriend and here you were came for any…you know adult activities?" Austin reacted immediately. "No," he said, shaking his head.The old man's face darkened, and he leveled the shotgun straight at Austin and Sara. Their hearts pounding, they glanced at one another fearfully.Sara's voice shook as she said up, "No, no, we are husband and wife. We were just passing from here we lived in Los Angeles, the accident happened. Please trus
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The bikers swooped back onto the scene, their motors stuttering as they surveyed the area. Looking into the woods, his eyes scanning the trees, the leader—a burly guy with a threatening scar—Riding closer, he noticed the wrecked vehicle half buried behind the greenery. The body was dented, the windows were shattered, and the front bumper of the car was smashed against a tree trunk. The head got down from his bike and surveyed the area. He walked closer to the car, examining it thoroughly. "It's empty," he grunted, his voice echoing across the woods. One of his men said, his bike idling, "Boss, maybe they ran off?" The leader's eyes narrowed. “Search them everywhere,” he thundered, reverberating through the trees. “They’re injured; they can’t walk anymore. We have to locate them before they receive aid.” Spreading out in various directions, the motorcyclists nodded. Their gazes searched the underbrush for any evidence of Austin and Sara, and they started to comb the forest. The
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Sara's eyes wide, her lips hanging open in astonishment. She had never seen Austin like this before. She was astonished by the display of his abilities; she hadn't realized he could fight.Austin asked her. "Are you all right?" his voice heavy with worry.Sara raised her eyes to meet his. But she remained silent,Austin tightened his hold on her hand and gazed around. He saw the motorcyclists slowly getting to their feet, their faces twisted with humiliation and rage. One of them was on the phone, requesting help.Austin realized it was still not over. The bikers would be back, and next time they may not be so simple to manage. He couldn't take any risks with Sara by his side. He had to get her to safety.Austin grabbed Sara's hand and began running towards their car without another word. "We need to go," he said with conviction and urgency.After saw everything she was still in shock, her legs seemed to move on auto-pilot. With her gaze on Austin's resolute face, she did not resist
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She was scared but she tried to display power. Facing the motorcyclists, she towered tall, "Leave me alone," she said, her voice strong and clear. The bikers only chuckled; their sneering eyes making her skin crawl.One of them, the one standing in her path, sneered at her. "Or what?" his voice laden with contempt.She pushed him to get him out of her path. But he was fast and caught her hand, his grip like a vise.She try to free her hand, but he would not let go. His eyes gleamed with pleasure as he held her prisoner.She slapped him, her hand striking his cheek with a quick, stinging sound when he did not release her. The biker's head rocked back, and he looked at her.The bikers' laughing stopped, and an awkward silence descended upon the company. The man Sara had struck stared at her, anger visibly showing on his face. He said, "You bitch," and grabbed her hair.Before he could act more, though, a voice interrupted the pressure. “Leave her alone, Vin.” a deep and commanding voic
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Austin drove away from Sara. He couldn't dispel the vision of her sobbing alone on the quiet road. He had been so enraged that he hadn't paused to consider how his words and deeds could hurt her.He couldn't stop but ponder whether she was safe. What if something happened to her? What if she lost? He felt guilty.He was aware that under pressure, he had a propensity to strike out and frequently came to regret his words and acts afterwards.He considered how he had just abandoned her vulnerable on a lonely road. What kind of man does that?Austin's foot came down the brake at once, and he performed a sharp U-turn in the middle of the road. He had to check on Sara and return to her.He was concerned about Sara, but he was also preoccupied with himself. He had turned into what? Exactly what kind of man had he grown to be? ****Lost in thought, Sara sat alone on the stone. She was attempting to determine how she would return and what she would do. She considered her choices, but everythi
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Austin sat in the vehicle, his facial contortion angry. Taking a deep breath, he answered the phone in an effort to steady himself. He said, sounding normal, "Hey, Dad."On the other end of the line, his father's enthusiastic voice said, "Austin, I just spoke to your girlfriend, Sara. She is delightful. I had no idea regarding you were seeing someone.”Austin's eyes opened in astonishment, and he turned to glance at Sara, who was observing her with a smug face. She made him extremely angry, but he tried to remain calm.“Dad, we are...uh... “ His father showed clear enthusiasm. “That's great, son! I'm really delighted for you. Sara will make your mother very happy to meet. When are you two coming over?” Austin was caught in a maze. Not now, when his father was so enthusiastic, he could not reject the lie Sara had told. “Dad, I'll be there in a few hours. I have to leave now.” His fury spilling over caused him to swiftly hang up the call. He turned to Sara, his eyes blazing with rage.
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Austin negotiated the vehicle amid torrential rain, his hands clutching the steering wheel firmly. Straining to keep up with the deluge of water, the windshield wipers swished back and forth.Sara stayed beside him, arms crossed, and glared at him with a piercing gaze. Austin understood she was still seething from their prior fight and could feel her eyes on him.Austin said, “Stop staring; outside is rain; inside the car temperature is elevated because of you.” Sara's eyes remained fixed, but her jaw tightened in rage. She gritted her teeth; the sound clear in the charged quiet. She said, "You are insane for doing this; how can you be so cool? We could have waited for the weather to clear up, but no, you had to insist on driving. Now we are on the road for 8 to 10 hours though.”With his neutral demeanor, Austin held constant eye contact with the roadway. He did not react to Sara's explosion or flinch. Sara still had anger left to burn. Her eyes darkened her anger and irritation ex
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Ryder's elegant black car slid effortlessly over the rain-soaked streets, its windshield wipers swaying back and forth in a consistent motion. Still seething, Sara sat rigidly in the backseat, arms crossed and eyes fixed on the window. Her pain and indignation remained. Austin sat next to her, his eyes glued on the back of the driver's head, his expression a harsh mask. Sara had not expected him to talk any words since their argument. Sara and Austin got out of the car in front of the airport and avoided umbrellas and rushing passengers as they entered the terminal. The airport was hectic; harried airline employees and irritated passengers' noises permeated the air. Sara and Austin arrived at the check-in counter, their eyes searching the screens for their flight information. Then they saw it: a large, red “CANCELLED” sign flashing beside their flight number. Austin's expression darkened in rage. Striding up to the counter, he mumbled, "What the...?" His voice rising, he insisted,
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Sara strode back and forth across the room, her fury and disappointment spilling over. She had had enough of Austin's insults and his dismissive attitude. She was finished. Her thoughts returned to the chat she had with Ryder on the dance floor as she paced. He had viewed her no one else had—potential—and he had been friendly and brilliant. Ryder remarked, his gaze fixed on Sara, "You're an amazing woman. I think you would make a terrific business adviser. Would you consider coming along?" Sara's heart was halfway to thumping at the offer. Ryder had looked beyond that; no one had ever seen her as anything other than a beautiful face. He had witnessed her intelligence, drive, and enthusiasm. Sara knew what she had to do now as she seethed in rage standing in her hotel room. She was ready to quit her job, leave Austin and his insults behind, and gamble on Ryder's offer. Sara felt a weight lift off her shoulders and a will wash over her. She was about to change and was reclaiming co
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