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BAD HEROINES 19. Don't Die
She wasn’t sure how long she’d been unconscious, but when she came to, she found herself slumped across the back seat of a moving car. She blinked, disoriented, as she took in her surroundings. Through the car windows, the sky stretched out in darkness. She could make out the buildings, all of it rushing by too fast for her to place where she was. Slowly, she turned her attention to the driver—a woman with a sharp, determined face framed by dark, curly hair, focused intently on the road. It was coming back to her now. The pills, the hazy feeling of slipping into unconsciousness… and a memory surfaced. No, this wasn’t a nurse. A surge of unease twisted in her stomach. Why was this woman taking her away? And where? Once, she’d thought about escaping a thousand times over, yet her plans had always felt absurd. She had convinced herself there was no way out; to escape meant a life on the run, forever hunted. She shook her head as if to chase away the thought—it didn’t matter
BAD HEROINES 20. Dared To Stop Him
Lijun slowly blinked open her eyes, greeted only by darkness. The oppressive silence that surrounded her sent chills down her spine, especially by the realization that her hands and feet were tied to the chair on which she sat in this unknown place. She heard no sounds or any indication of her captors' presence. After what felt like an eternity of waiting, the faint sound of approaching footsteps echoed in the darkness, signalling the arrival of someone. As the steps drew closer, a torch suddenly illuminated the room, causing Lijun to flinch from the sudden brightness. Blinking away the temporary blindness, she focused her gaze on the figure who had entered. Before her stood a young man, his long auburn hair framed his face, his blue eyes betraying a hint of anger at the sight of her. His intense gaze lingered on her for a few moments before he stepped aside. Behind him was a tall and imposing figure clad in a heavy coat and a sleek black suit. His athletic build and unshaven fac
BAD HEROINES 21. Half Of Her
Jasper chuckled darkly, his voice dripping with amusement as he let go of the knife. He sighed, giving Lian a hard pat on the shoulder. “She’s yours,” he said before turning and striding out with his men following in silence. The scene was a blur to Lijun. Why would he stop the knife barehanded for her? Did he know her? She looked up at her rescuer with wary eyes, catching his intense gaze and flinching involuntarily. Steeling herself, she pushed herself up to a sitting position, trying to mask her confusion. “What I owed you,” he murmured coolly. “Now we’re even.” Due to his unusual condition, the wound meant little—he couldn’t feel the pain. Still, he made no attempt to conceal it, as if the injury itself was a reminder of his choice to save her. Despite everything she’d done to him, he couldn’t let her die. With measured steps, he moved closer, crouching down until he was at her eye level. His expression remained impassive, yet his voice held a cold edge. “Among everyone here
BAD HEROINES 22. The Conditions
She took a slow, steady breath, her gaze drifting out over the dark water that stretched endlessly around the boat. Was this not proof enough for her situation? He intended to kill her, and no one would know. If she didn't find a way out, no one would. Five mascular men stood on the deck, arms crossed, watching indifferently as she was brought by Lian. Then he put her on the chair. She sat up, lifting her gaze to stare across the deck where Japser stood, silhouetted against the moonlight. A cold resolve settled over her. 'Fine,' She thought clenched her fists. 'If I'm the one with what you want, then you will be talking business with me. Unless you're ready to kill me and lose her in the process,' Leaning back in her chair, she fixed her eyes on him. Her voice was smooth and mocking. "You care about her, don’t you? Let’s see just how far you're willing to go. " Her words made everyone froze. They almost forgot who were dealing with due to her weakling body. But for Japser was
BAD HEROINES 23. Finding Her
Down the hall, Evelyn moved confidently through a line of officers who glanced at her with frowns, clearly puzzled by her presence. She was young, barely an adult, and to them, looked out of place at a crime scene. They exchanged skeptical glances, but she ignored their stares, focused on her mission. Her eyes locked on the empty bed, and her heart dropped—Lijun was gone. Beside the bed stood a doctor and a middle-aged woman with short, ear-length hair, dark strands falling over half of her face. Her beauty was striking, but what caught Evelyns attention was her aura: cold, detached, and intimidating. She recognized her instantly as a detective from China, sent here to retrieve Lijun. This woman was the type who wouldn’t hesitate to act if necessary, and she knew better than to provoke her. Their eyes met, and Evelyn emotionless asked “Where’s Rochelle?” One of the officers tilted his head, seemingly trying to size her up. When it became clear they weren’t going to answer, She le
BAD HEROINES 24. Unexpected Visitor
Evelyn arrived in front of her opulent two-story house in her stunning sports car, the engine purring as she parked in the driveway. Just as she made her way towards the entrance, the house came alive with light, causing her to freeze mid-step. Aside from the occasional maids who came and went during the day, she was the sole occupant of the residence. Her home was equipped with a high-tech security system with its unique codes, which was supposed to be known by only her. Noticing a strange situation, a sudden jolt of unease crept in her, Furrowing her brow, she retrieved her iPad and quickly accessed the security footage of her home. After scanning through several clips, she paused, her attention narrowing on one particular frame. There was something unsettling in the footage that demanded her full concentration. On the screen, a woman with brown skin lounged in a cozy living room, casually waving at the camera. She tightened her grip on her phone, suddenly feeling a wave of un
BAD HEROINES 25. Deep Grave
That evening, Rochelle drove up to Evelyn’s mansion. Though Evelyn had never given her the address, Rochelle had her ways. After all, if she could track down the most elusive criminals, finding one young woman’s home wasn’t exactly a challenge.She wasn’t expecting Lijun to be here, and Rochelle had come for a different reason. However, she had many reasons to believe Evelyn was hiding something valuable.Dialing the house number, Rochelle listened as the phone rang unanswered. She narrowed her eyes, gaze fixed on the mansion. Though the curtains were drawn, the lights on inside suggested Evelyn was home.Rochelle tried again, bracing herself. If Evelyn didn’t answer, she'd take it as a sign of trouble—and barge right in.Finally, Evelyn picked up. Rochelle kept her tone light, though her gaze was steely. “I’ve been outside your place forever. Care to let me in? It's freezing out here.”Silence followed, and Rochelle waited, expecting Evelyn to rush to open the gate. Instead, the dela
BAD HEROINES 26. A Good Person
When Lijun jumped, she wasn’t sure she would survive—and truthfully, she didn’t want to. Since the day she’d awakened with no memory and the world’s hateful eyes on her, thoughts of death had become a haunting comfort. But dying was about escaping; she wanted them to think she was gone while she hid, somewhere, still breathing, beyond their reach.When she opened her eyes to find herself not submerged in water, her thoughts returned immediately to Celine’s brother, and she jolted upright from the bed. For reasons she couldn’t explain, that man haunted her. The room around her was worn, built from rough wood and clearly neglected.Nearby, a figure lay on the floor, back turned to her. Her eyes narrowed, suspicion flaring. It couldn’t be him—could it? Whoever he was, he had to be the one who dragged her from the lake.“Why don’t you leave me alone!” she burst out, her voice with frustration.The man stirred, and his voice replied coldly, “You don’t deserve to die… nor live.” As he sat