Big Novel

Chapter 75
Brielle slipped out of her office, the sleek tailored blazer draped over her arm. Her
car had inconveniently hit warranty just days ago and was towed to the
dealership for the fourth time. Without her usual ride, she was relegated to hailing
cabs for her commute.
She hailed a cab, and as she bent to get in, she was concerned about the blazer
getting dirty. Therefore, she took it off, neatly folded it, and placed it on her lap
before entering. As the cab approached her apartment complex, a place chosen
more for its price than its neighborhood, she handed the driver his fare and
stepped out onto the curb.
The area was a cultural mishmash, a stark contrast to the polished corporate
world she navigated daily. Public housing units crowded around her building, and
the streets were a melting pot of characters.
A group of young men loitered by the entrance, each with a cigarette in hand,
enveloping themselves in clouds of smoke. The security booth had long been
abandoned, and any guard who might have been on duty would turn a blind eye
to the scene unfolding before them.
Brielle frowned, her gaze fixed on the ground as she quickened her pace. But the
ringleader of the group flicked his cigarette butt away and sauntered over with
hands buried in his pockets. His cronies followed, their laughter echoing through
the night air. Clearly, they'd been waiting here for a while.
“Stop right there,” the leader commanded, reaching out to block her path, his
other hand clamping around her throat.
The strong scent of tobacco invaded Brielle’s nostrils. Instinctively, she stomped
on his foot and jerked back.
“Ow!” the man yelped. His patience gone, he grabbed Brielle’s head and
slammed it against the railing.
Despite Brielle’s self-defense training, the disparity in strength between her and
the six men was too great. Her blazer was yanked from her grip, and rough
hands shoved her to the ground like discarded trash. Brielle sputtered, struggling
to find her footing.
The men whistled and closed in, smirks plastered on their faces. “Didn't ex
taunted.
Brielle edged backward. “You've got the wrong person,” she insisted.
a little fight from you,” one
The leader, a scar tracing down his cheek, crouched before her and yanked her
head back by her hair, scrutinizing her features. “No mistake here, Brielle, right?
Someone paid us to teach you a lesson.”
The stench of his breath was nauseating. Should she scream for help? No, it was
late and the streets were deserted. It would only provoke them further.
“How much did they pay you? I'll double it,” she offered, her voice steady despite
the fear.
The man lit another cigarette, blew smoke in her face, and sneered, “We have
principles, Ms. Brielle. Blame your own bad luck for crossing people you
shouldn't have.”
Retreating further, she felt the sharp pain in her ankle. Her phone, pre—dialed to
emergency services, was concealed in her sleeve. The police station was less
than two miles away; they could arrive in under ten minutes.
She forced a smile, buying time, “You know, there are many Brielle’s out there.
Maybe you've got the wrong one?”
The man scoffed, flicking his spent cigarette to the ground. “Enough crap. I've
seen your picture. Pretty face, but
you shouldn't have messed with the wrong girl's man. The orders were clear-to
ruin your beauty.”
He pulled out a switchblade, the glint of malice flashing in his eyes. “Ms. Brielle,
the price for that face of yours is quite high.”
Brielle backed away, her hands finding dirt. She kept her expression calm as he
raised the blade.
1/2
15.07
Chapter 75
Visit bignovels.com to read full content.
In a split-second move, she threw
the dirt in his face and Kigserall forex
INE) sprinting. aw. The man
cursed, spitting out dirt, and ordered
the others to give chase. Visit
bignovels.com to read the latest
chapter of this novel
Halfway to safety, her foot was sliced by shattered glass. She fell hard to the
pavement, and the men slowed, twirling their knives with sinister intent.
“Keep running, why don’t you?” one jeered.
“You're pretty clever, buying time like that,” another said. “Too bad no one’s
coming to save you tonight.”
As they spoke, the distant wail of sirens filled the air. Police cruisers appeared on
the horizon.
Visit bignovels.com to read full content.
Brielle barely had time to feel relief
before the leader stepped forward, .

ou : ana)
tossing the TEBE intone’
Buses ad ¢ amping a hand over her
mouth. The others scattered,
grabbing the blade before
disappearing. Visit bignovels.com
to read the latest chapter of this
novel
Brielle struggled against her captor’s grip as two officers approached.
Visit bignovels.com to read full content.
« . J

Just playing around with my

: : » 2

girlfriend,” the man lied Hpoptny as
Tels elbowed Rin ih thé chest. He
staggered back, feigning surrender
as the officers stepped in to shield
her. Visit bignovels.com to read the
latest chapter of this novel
“I'm not his girlfriend. He attacked me,” Brielle clarified.
To her astonishment, the man took a phone from his pocket, displaying a gallery
of cozy photos with Brielle—embraces, kisses, all manner of intimacy.

Advertisement