My Escape From Two Tyrants

Trapped between two powerful and ruthless men, a woman finds herself caught in a dangerous game of obsession and control. These billionaire tyrants will stop at nothing to possess her, turning her life into a gilded cage. As their intense rivalry escalates, she realizes that her only hope for survival is to orchestrate a daring disappearance. She must navigate a web of desire and manipulation to reclaim her freedom before they consume her entirely.

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Chapter 5

"Alice, what are you doing here?"

A car driven by one of Emerson's buddies pulled up in front of me. It was Rocky Nichols, the guy from the club earlier, sitting in the passenger seat, with another man I didn't recognize in the back. I could feel the stranger's eyes shamelessly checking me out.

"Running away from home, huh?" Rocky asked, with a smirk.

I had zero fondness for him. Every time Emerson took me out, Rocky would belittle me, calling me just a stand-in, claiming Emerson didn't really care for me. My good mood would vanish instantly, and Emerson wouldn't do anything; he'd simply say, "Alright, Rocky, quit teasing your sister-in-law."

This time, Rocky crossed the line, flaunting another woman to Emerson right in front of me, mocking me. As expected, Emerson did nothing.

I tightened my grip on my suitcase handle. "None of your business," I snapped, turning to leave.

The man in the backseat suddenly got out. "Hey, don't go, sis. Come hang out with us," he said.

Rocky chuckled nastily. "Leo, you've got guts, messing around with Emerson's girl!"

Leo, as he was called, seemed unfazed. "Emerson's not into her anyway; she's just a stand-in. Even if he hears I messed with her, he won't care."

My heart sank. I knew all too well that Emerson wouldn't care. I bolted, but Leo grabbed my arm, pulling me back towards the car. "Don't touch me!" I yelled.

Leo's eyes lit up. "Her voice is just like Saoirse's," he remarked.

Rocky sneered, "That's probably the only thing Emerson noticed."

"Okay, if you're going to mess around, do it fast. I'm stepping out for a smoke," Rocky said, getting out of the car. "And it’s best if Emerson never hears about this."

Leo pinned me down, his grin repulsive. "You're such a coward, scared of nothing."

"Let me go! Let me go!" I fought as hard as I could. I had warned Emerson about staying away from Rocky because I sensed he was trouble. But Emerson never listened; he'd always say, "He's been my buddy since we were kids." Meaning, I had no right to make such judgments.

Before I realized it, Leo was calling Emerson. "Emerson, found your girl on the street. You mind if I have a little fun?" He laughed.

The man on the other end paused for a couple of seconds before speaking slowly, "Alice, do you want to come back? If you do, I'll come get you."

I understood his threat. If I said no, Leo would continue. I bit my lip, anger bubbling inside. "No, I'm not coming back."

"Emerson, I'm never going back."

I could eventually accept that he didn't love me, but I couldn't accept being coerced.

"Fine, then I won't come for you." He hung up. Leo’s hand moved to touch me, his smile wicked. "See, I knew Emerson wouldn't care about you. You're just trash, a filthy excuse for a woman!"

With a ripping sound, my shirt was torn open. Despair churning inside me, I fought back, but it was pointless. I could only scream for help. As he was about to yank down my pants, someone suddenly flung the car door open.

"You've got three seconds to let her go."

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My Escape From Two Tyrants

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