Jenna's nails dug deep into her palms, the pain keeping her alert.

She glared at the man before her, eyes blazing with defiance.

Henry loosened his tie with deliberate slowness, a smug smile playing on his lips. "Stop resisting. You're mine tonight."

A metallic tang flooded her mouth as Jenna bit her tongue. With a sudden burst of strength, she kicked the nearest bodyguard.

The man staggered back, caught off guard.

"Useless!" Henry's face darkened. "Three grown men can't handle one woman?"

The bodyguards tightened their grip, pinning her down. Beads of sweat formed on Jenna's forehead.

"Ethan will make you pay," she rasped, voice raw like a wounded animal.

Henry threw his head back laughing. He leaned in, gripping her chin. "By the time he finds you, it'll be too late."

Sirens wailed in the distance. Everyone froze.

A flicker of hope flashed in Jenna's eyes—then died just as quickly. Henry calmly pulled out his phone.

"Zhang? It's me. Got a small situation..." He gestured for the bodyguards to continue while speaking.

Jenna thrashed violently, twisting the bedsheets into knots. With a sudden jerk, she headbutted Henry's nose.

"Ah!" Blood gushed down his face as he roared, "Hold her down!"

The bodyguards scrambled to restrain her. Panting heavily, strands of hair stuck to her flushed face—but her gaze remained unbroken.

"You think this scares me?" Henry wiped his bloody nose with a sneer. "Not even God could save you tonight."

Jenna went eerily still. A strange smile curved her lips. "Try me."

The door exploded inward before the words fully left her mouth.