Initially, Xaviera Evans thought this task wasn't particularly dangerous. After all, those who planned to sell her to the brothel wouldn't harm her. Plus, even if they tried, those weaklings would be no match for her. Moreover, the killers of Lingo Pavilion would follow her and ensure her safety.
"Don't speak." Caleb Mamet held her tightly in his arms, taking shallow breaths. "Mrs. Mamet is about to do something important; how could I, as your husband, let you face danger alone?"
In the darkness, Caleb gripped her hand tightly, giving her a sense of security, as if he was afraid she might be scared.
She didn't know how long he had been waiting in the truck for her; his body was slightly chilly, but his lips were warm as they gently and tirelessly kissed the woman in his arms as if she were the most precious treasure in the world.
"No... Caleb, you shouldn't..."
