JORDAN, PLEASE WAIT!

In a jiffy, Jordan reaches Natasha and stoops down before her. With a casual yank, he rips off her bindings and Natasha, not having any grip on herself, falls into him.

"Jordan," she whispers feverishly, her hot breath fanning his skin and tears streaming down her cheeks. "You are here. You came for me. Thank you for coming. Please, take me out of here. Everything hurts. Everywhere hurts. My face burns. It burns so much... as if it's on fire," she clings onto him so tightly as if he would disappear if she leaves him, hiccups escaping her lips.

Natasha doesn't think she has ever been this hurt in her entire life.

And the fact that a fellow lady did this to her makes the pain even more painful.

But as she recalls that Jordan is here now, she lets out a breath, relief washing over her, and slumps, slipping into unconsciousness.

Jordan lets out a heavy sigh as he glances at the woman in his arms. Just last night, she had almost gotten assaulted by a former classmate, and now this. She k
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