Louw arrived at the club before Declan. Loud music hit nearly turned him deaf the moment he walked in. "Spread each corner of the club," he said, pressing the earphone harder. "Don't forget to look over the parking lot."
He moved forward, his sharp eyes scanning each person.
The unknown man dragged Yasmin to the parking lot.
Yasmin pinched him, scratched him, and nudged him; but the man didn't budge as if he were made of stone.
As the heat started spreading across her body, her struggle grew weaker and weaker. She desired to lean on him.
She was still struggling with her wild sexual impulses. She would rather die than surrender to her kidnapper. At that moment, she remembered Declan and hoped that he would come to her rescue like a hero.
'How would he come to save me? He doesn't know I am here.'
Tears welled up in her eyes. This man could do anything with her, and she lacked the strength to fight back.
