Daniel's eyes sharpened, his gaze cold and piercing. Fury burned through him as he kicked the door open with a resounding crash.
Inside, Chloe was tied to a chair, a gag stuffed in her mouth, her hair a tangled mess.
Her face was a mixture of terror and rage—her wide, fearful eyes dulled by panic, while her flushed cheeks burned with anger.
Several burly men surrounded her, their presence oppressive and menacing. One of them reached out, his filthy hand hovering near Chloe's face, a disgusting leer twisting his lips.
"Bastard!" Daniel roared, his voice like the thunderous growl of an enraged lion.
The men froze, startled by the sudden outburst. They spun around, their faces draining of color as their eyes landed on Daniel. Fear flickered in their expression as if they were staring dea
