Love in the Abyss

He's coming.

A second later, two sharp "knocks" came from the driver's side of the car window, immediately after which Emily Stone heard the cold, formulaic voice outside the car window: "This gentleman, please open the passenger side cab door.

The tone of his voice, as if he was going about his daily routine, sounded neither gentle nor stern, just a cold command, and Damien Blackwood's subordinates had apparently learned to be as unemotional as he was.

Emily Stone hurriedly yelled at the driver, "Don't open the door!" She added anxiously, "I'll pay you ......."

Suddenly - "BANG!"

With a loud explosion, the glass of the driver's side window instantly shattered into numerous pieces.

The scene came out of nowhere, leaving Emily Stone frozen in shock and the driver equally stunned.

"I, I, I'm calling the police! This, this won't work ...... ," the driver began to shout hastily, his tone filled with panic.

"Swish!" A stack of brand-new red tickets were tossed with precision into the driver's arms, with about ten thousand dollars in them. Outside the car window, the black-clad, inch-haired bodyguard opened his mouth indifferently and asked, "Now, can you open the door?"

The driver's eyes immediately became greedy and almost subconsciously replied, "Yes! I can! No problem!" Saying that, he immediately opened the passenger side door and his voice became even rougher, "Hey, get out of the car.

The driver was already convinced in his heart that this crazy woman beside him must have offended some powerful big shot, and he had no intention of being polite to her anymore. When the driver rudely ordered Emily Stone to get out of the car, but Emily Stone firmly gripped the back of the seat and refused to let go, the driver was furious and even pulled her arm.

"Get out of the car! I'm not driving you anymore, come on!"

Emily Stone's heart was pounding so hard her body almost collapsed, and she shook her head and screamed, "No. Don't kick me out of the car! Don't make me get off!"

"Get off." A low, cool voice came from behind her.

Emily Stone's spine instantly stiffened and her heart almost stopped. She didn't dare turn around, and the voice in her ear made her head spin for a moment - Damien Blackwood.

"No, don't turn around. ......" Emily Stone kept telling herself, but it was as if her legs had lost their autonomous consciousness as she walked slowly, slowly in the direction of Damien Blackwood.

Damien Blackwood stood under a dim streetlight, the light spilling over his tall figure, a cigarette between his fingers, white smoke curling up and obscuring his perfectly sculpted face.

"Come here." He waved his hand gently, his voice low, husky, and full of seduction.

Emily Stone's heart quickened instantly, the low voice in her ear seemed like magic, any woman would be moved by it, but for Emily Stone it was like a talisman, causing her to feel a kind of unspeakable fear.

She didn't want to go there, not at all, but she couldn't resist and her feet unconsciously stepped out.

Damien Blackwood looked at her coldly, a hint of impatience in his eyes, his gaze swept over her legs, then back to her face, the corners of his mouth curled into a sarcastic smile, "How could the thunderous, calm and self-possessed Miss Emily Stone now become such a procrastinator, deliberately stalling for time? "Emily Stone's heart stuttered and her breath caught, she gritted her teeth and forced herself to speed up, but a familiar sharp pain came from her body. She couldn't help but pinch her thigh - she knew Damien Blackwood had decided in his heart that her tardiness was a deliberate stalling tactic.

In fact, she wished it was just a delay.

But the truth ...... was the truth!

Emily Stone gritted her teeth in annoyance and her pace quickened.

Damien Blackwood saw her movements and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "That's right, a toy should be a toy."

He took a step forward, reached out a hand and wrapped it around Emily Stone's waist. Damien Blackwood exhaled the last mouthful of smoke, his fingers holding the cigarette butt, and casually reached behind him, a subordinate quickly taking the butt into his hand.

The next moment, his big hand gripped Emily Stone's chin, forcing her face up.

There was a sharp pain in Emily Stone's jaw and Damien Blackwood's hand wiggled mercilessly for a few moments, his sharp eyes like razor blades as he scrutinized Emily Stone's embarrassment.

"Tsk tsk ~ when was the extremely high-minded Miss Emily Stone so timid and cowardly that she humiliated even a tiny cab driver and admitted her mistakes one by one without any dignity to speak of?"

Emily Stone's body trembled slightly and unconsciously blurted out, "You sent someone to follow me?"

"Tsk, not too stupid."

Emily Stone's face instantly turned white, and suddenly she couldn't help but laugh out loud. She had already known, how could Damien Blackwood let her go so easily?

She jerked her head around, her eyes fixed on the taxi driver, and spoke slowly, "Master, didn't you ask me what I had stolen and was being chased to nowhere?"

She slowly met the driver's eyes, her voice slowing, "Life, I stole a woman's life. I killed the woman he loved the most." Emily Stone's eyes slowly shifted to Damien Blackwood and pointed back to herself, "My best friend.

Her speech was surprisingly slow, as if the years had taken their toll, no longer the panic of youth, but a deep weariness and helplessness that could almost be felt.

A flash of disgust flashed in Damien Blackwood's eyes and his anger rose quickly as he grabbed Emily Stone's arm and pushed her toward his car.

Emily Stone screamed, "Wait, my money!"

She struggled desperately and ran toward the taxi. Though she said "running," to the casual observer she was no faster than a normal walk.

She was approaching the cab when suddenly a long arm wrapped around her waist from behind.

"My money! How am I ...... supposed to get around without my money?" cried Emily Stone under her breath.

"How can you escape without money?" Damien Blackwood's cold voice came into her ear with a hint of unquestioning questioning, "Huh? Is that so?"

Emily Stone froze - she wasn't! Of course she wasn't! She wanted money, lots of money, and she wanted to pay her debts and fulfill her pact ......

"Let me go! My money!" Emily Stone struggled desperately, screaming at the top of her lungs at the cab driver, "You give me my money back!"

"Hey, you gave me the money, can you take back what you gave someone?" The taxi driver sneered, he had long since stopped caring about Emily Stone's begging and pleading. Anyway, this nobleman's wife is dead, Emily Stone will not have a good ending, why should he care?

Emily Stone's eyes were bloodshot, she was furious, "Give me back my money!"

"Please! Give me my money back! Give me my money back! There's no money! How am I supposed to get there without the money!" Emily Stone's voice carried a crumbling plea, and her whole body was on the verge of going crazy.

Boom!

Damien Blackwood was furious!

He couldn't believe that the woman in front of him was actually the same Emily Stone who had once boldly shown her love to him!

After his cold rejection, she once raised her delicate chin and coldly told him, "Claire Williams is indeed nice, but she is not suitable for you, the woman worthy of Damien Blackwood should be more confident and stronger, like me.

However, the Emily Stone in front of her no longer has the confidence and pride of the past, only despair and helplessness are left in her eyes.