Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Before she could finish, a deafening crash shattered the moment.noveldrama

The car lurched violently as Alyan slammed on the brakes, pulling over in a sharp, sudden motion.

His gut churned with a familiar sense of danger-this wasnt just a random accident.

Alyan had been in enough scrapes to know when something was wrong.

His movements were swift and precise.

He reached under the seat, pulling out two pistols, and tossed one to Miley.

Whatever happens, dont leave my sight.

And send a message to Eason now.

Hollis has made his move.

The doors locked with a sharp click as Alyan kept his gaze trained on the figures emerging outside. Rain began to fall, heavy and relentless, soaking the streets within seconds.

The streetlights flickered and soon went off; the weak sliver of moonlight barely illuminated the shadows that crept toward them.

But Alyan knew exactly who they were-Hollis men.

Hed felt something off at the bar.

But the liquor had dulled his senses and made him ignore it.

Miley fumbled with her phone, fingers trembling as she tried to send a message.

Every attempt failed.

She dialed Easons number, but the call wouldnt go through.

Her voice quivered, panic starting to bubble up.

Alyan, I cant get through! The signals jammed! Of course, it is, Alyan growled under his breath.

Those bastards.

No matter how hard he tried, the engine stayed silent.

Theyd been targeted the moment they left the bar.

Ahead of them, a line of cars blocked the road, cutting off any chance of escape.

The attackers were closing in.

Mileys fingers nearly dug into Alyans arm.

What are we going to do? Her fear was palpable, and though Eason had put her through training, she was still young, still new to the kind of danger that was now staring them down.

Alyans voice softened, trying to comfort her despite the storm outside.

Im not letting anything happen to you, okay? Im right here.

Well get through this. A sharp knock on the window snapped Alyans attention back to the present.

His eyes flicked up to see a man standing just outside, leaning casually against the glass.

He mouthed the words Get out.

Alyan wasnt born yesterday.

Stepping out now was as good as surrendering, and with Miley still in the car, he couldnt afford to play that game.

Miley, stay in the car.

Whatever happens, dont come out.

Got it? She nodded, the seriousness of the situation sinking in.

She didnt argue.

With a deep breath, Alyan stepped out, meeting the gaze of the man who immediately leveled a gun at him.