He took her into the car, which roared into life the next second and began to move.
Carlos touched her face, his finger sliding through the blindfold, removing it.
When her teary eyes met his and she couldn't, the sob slipped out her throat.
"Hey, it's okay." His thumb brushed her tears away. "I got you."
God knows what would have happened if he hadn't shown up.
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CARLOS
Her floral scent was intoxicating mixed with alcohol. She was too close again, but this time clinging onto his chest as if trying to hold herself from breaking apart. She was sleeping now, head rested on his chest.
Recalling how scared she looked earlier, he couldn't wait to have a little torturing fun with Vincent.
He knew the bastard would come for Kyla. To lure him out, Carlos deliberately eased her prot
